Green mangoes hang on trees
like beads of fancy earrings.
The creeping weeds green beside gravel roads
flower millions of small yellow umbrellas
with a dark purple spot in the middle
the green soft stem is the handle
that holds soft showers of dew
cool all day, blossom
a vision splendid.
The soil is covered as
huge old trees shatter tiny petals
yellow, light purple and pink
floating away with the wind they settle
around the trunk,
a bedding of yellow spread
on lawn-mowed grass.
Bright red flowers outnumber green leaves,
on the tree that lay naked all winter beside the river.
Dry bamboos float and sail along river current
some caught in river weeds on the riverbank,
others lost in sand, rotten and helpless.

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