The Poem

Let me cross this river

Over the bridge

Along the wedge

Of cherry blossoms

Let me chant a melody

Through the collage

Of nostalgic moments

Below the tavern

Of seasonal sonnets

Let me sail this barge

Amidst the tentacles

Of fidgeting doubts

Beneath the blue canopy

Of rumbling thoughts

Smudged in rhapsody

With this brush

Let me paint this caravan

In white crispy gold

Through these obstacles

Let me,

Just let me

Behold

My poet

For I am his

POEM