Forest Green

A Deep Green

true dark, and no sheen,

In a place yet unseen,

The deepest of deep

Forest Green.

 

Sylvania devine,

and rapture serene,

are but pieces of

my Deepest Green

 

Tall Grass,

Fir Trees,

and yet the wind,

Curves me

As I become my greatest green

 

A hue so keen,

in a world so clean,

am I,

with my deepest,

Forest Green.

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

You know I can picture myself deep in a forest when I read this piece.
Nice work great job.

[deeps]

A hue so keen,
in a world so clean,
am I,
with my deepest,
Forest Green.

Amamzing words here. I really enjoyed this write.
Wonderful flow and rhyme scheme.

[Lucy Joan]

This is a great poem! The imagery is clear with the foresty descriptions. ^-^ Good job.