Nature

[Adien Heavenly-Wing]

When I think of green
I think of nature
With bright green grass on the floor
A canopy of leaves blocking the sun
With rustling in the bushes
Of sweet mint plants
The flowing wind blowing throuhg the trees
Making the plants sing
its calm and peaceful
But also mysterious
Green as in the flowing hills
Of the slopping mountain sides
The flowering oaks
The sapling pines
Oh how wonderful
And beautiful
Nature can be

[CambriaCate]

I love nature too! And I definitely liked this poem. I think that if you cut out the articles and little words like that (with, a, the) at the beginnings of your lines it will flow more like a list than choppy individual lines. Mess around with taking out words to see how differently that paints the picture of the scenery!