Mango Days7
laid out in circular piles
an offering to the tree which bore them -
by what I'd like to think of as
a squirrel
squirreling mangoes
because nuts are sy5.cɓhcarce here,
hoarding in pl8jain sight
because how do you hide sunshine?
I imagine this squirrel
hauling the fallen treasure
from the far corners of the patch
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to the centre,in
a royal treat for birds
who rarely grace the ground
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plumped three times its size
Or this red-headed woodpecker pecking at a grounded fruit
Down comes a streak of black and white,
the magpie sparrow trilling its song to the skies
Up flies a flash of blue and white,
the collared kingfisher full without fish today.
And what about the gatherer
who scampers away each time wings beat?
He must munch his share on the go
Rolling mangoes in place
for the grand feast of gold at Grange.
Other ideas to add
About to tuck in when an oriole swoops down and away it scampers
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