Meltdown of the forest

What does it feel like to have a meltdown?

Branches shake,

Rivers flow,

I can’t take it anymore,

Wind howls,

Loud and pitiful.

Rivers quicken,

Air turns toxic,

Trees wither,

Gasping for air.

Rivers gush,

Trees quake,

Branches feel the strange urge

To rip out their roots.

Rivers flood,

Branches flail

In a desperate attempt

To rip their roots out of the ground.

Rivers dry,

Trees shiver,

Roots attach back into the ground

With a sigh

And a tear.

Author's Note

What happens to your forest on a daily basis?