Plum Blossoms on a Tigers whiskers

The rivers, they all flow to the east.
The mountains, they all face to the south.

Lotus flowers are oblivious of the mud,
a tiger bats a plum blossom tumble of twenty years.

~~~

Lines in the hall, of robes coated with dust,
and robes without. There’s no one to tell the difference.

For the twentieth year plum blossoms fall,
come to rest on a tigers whiskers.

~~~

First image found here: https://www.orientaloutpost.com/proddetail.php?prod=dis-np10&cat=12&nl=y

Second image found here: http://www.yale.edu/calligraphy/aboutus.html

About skyraftwanderer

A person who enjoys writing short story things, poetry and other random things that come into my head.
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21 Responses to Plum Blossoms on a Tigers whiskers

  1. Ben Naga says:

    Transported as ever to a more congenial world.

  2. Lindy Lee says:

    This is just beautiful, SkyRaft; really, really like it, drawn to it,
    to read at least three times to feel it over & over & over…

  3. brian miller says:

    fascinating…and beautiful…love the imagery…the second couplet is what really caught me…to be said lotus…smiles.

  4. Claudia says:

    For the twentieth year plum blossoms fall,
    come to rest on a tigers whiskers… love the contrast in this..the ripe and full and juicy and the dangerous… good combination..and twenty years…wow…

  5. kelly says:

    “Lines in the hall, of robes coated with dust,
    and robes without. There’s no one to tell the difference.”
    So sadly beautiful and poignant. Just lovely.

  6. The Linnet says:

    Such beautiful words and pictures, you have transported me to a world of blossoms and tigers🙂

  7. Beth Winter says:

    Beautiful and rich. Love it.

  8. charityv says:

    Lost, in wonderful descriptors!

  9. 1emeraldcity says:

    You truly have the poetic sould…the contrast of soft plum blossoms and the rough tiger whiskers is just lovely….and your choice of art work…sublime. Love your stuff, Sky!

  10. Sharonlee says:

    Oh… hauntingly beautiful and delicatly surreal. I love this.

  11. Uneven Stephen says:

    Beautifully said. My favorite is: “Lines in the hall, of robes coated with dust,
    and robes without. There’s no one to tell the difference.” I love the images!

  12. Chazinator says:

    Beautiful lines, transporting me to a world that must exist simply because your lovely lines say it does.

  13. kolembo says:

    Great pictures, wonderful words! Over breakfast, very nice!

  14. Ruth says:

    gorgeous images, in word & pic… love this especially:

    Lines in the hall, of robes coated with dust,
    and robes without. There’s no one to tell the difference.

  15. Brian Carlin says:

    Observant, participant tiger moving through this almost-still life… Maybe he can tell the difference… Haunting images, don’t know how I missed this first time round!

  16. brian miller says:

    very nice….glad to revisit this one…between the blossoms delicacy and the tiger…great contrast and makes for wonderful imagery…

  17. Nice interplay of image and words

  18. ‘a tiger bats a plum blossom tumble of twenty years’ oh, I just want to say it again for the gorgeous feeling it produces coming out of my mouth. The lines are almost like a highly ritualized dance, footsteps just so, the rustle of silk, a flick of the wrist, very nice.

  19. rmp says:

    beautiful imagery. i can’t help but sigh as i read the last line.

  20. Ravenblack says:

    Very nice verse and paintings. I feel like these could be taken as Tai Ji movements. Very cool.🙂

  21. ManicDdaily says:

    Such a wonderful poem – the blitheness of the world. k.

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