Friday, March 18, 2011

Japan One Week Later

Nightmares once suppressed
Cherry blossoms desolate
Weeps again Japan.

Wooden doll paint chipped
Buddha peeks through snowy death
Seismic psyches split.

Hunger gathers pain
Beneath the stoic rain of
Gamma rays streaking.

Hope and hopeless meet
The will in surrendering
To life's ash and sweet.


  1. Oh, Carol, thanks for this. I've posted cherry blossom photos, but your poem is much better.

  2. Dear Zan,

    Thanks for the comments. I find words near impossible for this catastrophe. My admiration for the Japanese is beyond measure.

    I was thinking about your cherry trees when I began writing. (s)