It's a feeling, a state of mind
As I leave my PD at Heathrow
The rising sun, my new found lover
I fall in love with a manholes cover
So much here I want to know
Everywhere you discover tranquility
Look and you will surely find
A roof top garden where children play
A hidden shrine where people pray
You just relax, explore your mind
Toil and labour with devotion
Gardens constantly attended
Cherry blossom a spring time crown
Oh so brief, then to the ground
Like life itself. It's time has ended
Lying still it makes no sound
The Japan's, a new found destination
Food an artistic treat
Nourishment a culinary delight
A thrill to taste, eyes to delight
Consume it's beauty as you eat
The days pass easy, drifting by
Too soon the time has gone
To yourself a promise, you'll try
As you say a last goodbye
Remember this paradise you've stumbled on
Japan! Wonderful, as is your poem. You seem to be in that state of 'magical thinking' (like a heightened mindfulness) where you open to all and everything. Folk in that state of mind have no problem gathering inspiration. Pleasure to read Keith.
The Japanese have a way of adding beauty to even the most mundane items. You captured that trait. The title is a bit X rated, but the poem is PG. Guess my mind was in the gutter.
and I fell in love who your poem. What a delight, thank you for sharing Keith.
I would love to visit japan, this little poem delights the senses.
Sounds like your trip is a treat for the senses and the mind