Bone White Tree
Crack!
The whip of Earth’s master flashes,
The trees, illuminated by the flash of lightning, groaned.
Darkness…
Once more the black of night seeps back.
Flash!
The bone white branches reach out;
Like skeletons they stand there, reaching…
Reaching…
Then, like a snake it strikes!
Now the white turns black, the moaning stops to be replaced with the shuddering of crumbling life.
Like a dead thing it falls: the once majestic tree.