I love the Spring when the blossom's out and it looks so pretty.

(They're all 17 syllables)

Blossom

Pale pink drifts slowly

earthwards … as the wind makes

spring-laden boughs tremble

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Geishas red lips

are nothing … the red cherry

in full flower transcends

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Blossom lies like snow

on the long-dark naked trees –

winter is gone now

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