Tag: fruits

  • How I see trees

    It’s grandeur how trees culture mushrooms, Gathering all little termites to themselves And providing their needs of shelter and food Their branches are playground for monkeys and flies, They shed leaves which serve as bed for worms below Birds nest and sing from the farthest of leaves, Squirrels hide and seek, throwing nuts at strangers…

  • Five Poems

    The wind grows soft and dry It passes messages fast forgotten For in its speed, it is lost The pines whistle, men stay to listen When the fruits fall off the trees It thunders upon the quiet ground And little stray ants wonder If the world had come to an end If Grapes ever had…