The leaf mimic

Its November the backyard mango tree blooming again

all of green, wet by the rains the leaf half eaten by bugs

the fruits all gone only the Jezebel butterfly seen resting

low lying branches of the ridged corky barked subrosa

emerged from its cocoon I saw the baron under the oblong

deep orange mangoes harvested savored each summer

favorite of the fruit piercing moths and of the angled caster

munched by the numerous insect that live on the mango tree

I look for the camouflaged green caterpillar every time around

the first sight of the open cocoon made me sad did I give a miss

the common baron every where but not the sight of its cats

its done its magic as it stays unnoticed along the veins of leaf.