Perishing in the Night

The sun penetrated through the exuberant canopy of viridescent leaves 

It painted prismatic colours, weaving tapestries of saffron and gold, hiding behind billows of cumulus clouds 

Ubiquitous dew, beading finer than that of a serpentine wedding dress, effortlessly following curves of the earth 

Wafting through the sinuous footpaths, the aroma of a tart young nettle stung the air  

A meandering river, its cerulean water coruscating, silvery sequined fish darted through wan coral, insentient 

The cacophonous squeal of Harpy Eagles imbued the atmosphere, dark grey feathers with a white underside line its body  

A black band of plumage spanned from its neck and fan of grey feathers crowned its head  

Its cosmic talons bigger than those of a grizzly bear 

Piercing the sides of an Iguana, vermillion blood escaping 

Tumultuous machinery reverberated in the atmosphere, stentorian roars of command 

Florida Yew stood naked on the floor with its bare arms outstretched 

A macabre crucified skeleton 

Bristlecone pine insensate as if it were the fallen mast of a ship struck by lightning 

Flying atop of the cataclysm, it scoured the land in pursuit of finding it’s habitat 

Any means of life, sporadic, it wails, croaks, whistles, and mews 

An aerie of Harpy Eagles far into the horizon 

Deluges of rain impaled the workers, their fluorescent vests, beaten down by the rain 

Descending from its flight,

Jaded