Tree-Ing >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

Tree-Ing >>>



I wake gazing
at mango tree
I can't remember
how long been there
everyday I see fruits
from green to yellow
to birds pecking on
to passersby picking

i love it when raining
leaves bending dripping
shiny green, bark dark
brown, fruits blooming
for a show, hanging from
their stem swaying to wind
free yet grounded forever

Friday, January 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: tree
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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