Poem:
And then all things came to life;
The ground breathed from beneath my bare feet,
And I sank beyond the dirt until I was knee deep,
I felt like a hermit, beneath the surface,
Solitary in nature; a complete retreat.
I watched as the trees played Chinese whispers,
The breeze created a domino effect to ensure the next branch would hear her,
I wanted to know all of their secrets,
Instead, I just listened to these majestic sisters.
Within the leaves lion heads grew with teeth as bright as gems,
They roared and elephants trumpeted creating incredible rhythms,
You wouldn’t believe that behind this bush is a metropolitan station!
Indeed, within her vast jungle, unique energy stems.
Like the train, she is always in use,
Travelling here, stopping there with no excuse,
She listens to the noise and never the silence,
Can she ever overcome rationalisation and join the primitive recluse?
Victoria Martin's Literature Blog 
The poem has power, even if at times it seems rather wordy. I like the sense you create of a huge force. You have centred the poem. Sometimes it is easier to manage line lengths – and get them working more effectively- if you put all lines on a left margin. This can help give you a stronger sense of where the line breaks ought to go.
Great Romantic start to your blogging Victoria!
MG
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