The flaming lawns of lanes and streets

the blaze that crunches under feet

The treetop fire devours the sap

And crackling and fizzing spat

From the bushes springs incendiary heat

and scaly wicks by sight entrap

And hold in morbid fascination as they beat

the living blood out of the tree

Falling drip

                drip

                      drip

                             drip

the droplets of nectar accrete

All the flaming sends up ash like snow

the heavy clouds, eat and grow

Creeping out like strangers

The icy gale begins to blow

Waiting for the fruit of fires to fall like snow