Question

i made a poem for class and i would be really appreciative for feed back.

Answer 1

The birds sing a tragic melody.
The song drifted through the hazy air.
Flames reached up into the trees.
Orange and gold surrounded each other in an exotic dance.
Like the claws of the devil the fire burned all it touched.
The air held a foul and horrid stench of death and smoke.
Trees sway and buckle under pressure as the flames burn through their trunks.
The once green leaves were now just grey flakey ashes on the ground.
The fire ripped away the air in order for its own survival.
Any animals left topple to the charcoal colored ground ready to meet their demise.
When the sun climbs up into the sky the next day,
The only thing in sight is ruins of a once beautiful place.
The birds have stopped their melody and traveled elsewhere.
For their home has been turned into a graveyard.
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Answer 2

I think that you have done a really good job and I enjoyed reading it.... I made a few changes, you do not have to use them. These are just suggestions. I highlighted one sentence in light blue because I thought it was very well put together. One thing to keep in mind when writing is that you do not want to use the words things and pay attention to certain words, such as too much, just as an example... because "too much" could be replaced by a larger and much beefier word such as immensely.