Greens

It was a sun-kiss time 

a last-kiss time

on a rain cloud day

and the sun took care

to touch and touch

each tree, each leaf;

5.27 pm on Sunday

is a time of greater sun

but yesterday

it was goodbye light

that fell

soft as all partings

made of love

warm embrace making hard green

light alighting for the apple shade,

one hue to thebu

two for plantain,

one for the big leaves

and a brush of lightness

for the yet to open hopefuls,

one for guava and another for guava leaf,

the jambu had a spectrum,

the karapincha got a splash

but not the kohomba

and then it was over

but green will never be green again

and I

will never be me. 

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