like flakes from
vicious volcanoes waking at sun set
Pollen shimmers like glitter in the eerie night sky
leaving a trail of dust behind.
Leaves drip lava like ashes pouring out a fire,
Roots crumble as softly
as freshly baked crumble and custard.
Leaves flame in the sunlight
As bright as a bombfire.
Stems shred like the machine
you put paper in to get ripped up,
Twigs scream as they
loudly snap into many pieces.
Seeds grow as slowly as a pear tree