Sorry it's a bit big but here's the image that inspired me to write this poem.
The leaf bed is a crunching carpet of gold and orange.
As the breeze blows, branches sway like acrobats on a tight rope.
Sunlight shimmers through the trees, making the morning dew sparkle.
Early red-headed woodpeckers chip the bark away frantically, resembling a carpenters at work.
A small pond is home to croaking frogs and buzzing flies.
Fire-coloured ferns rest on the borders of a dirt track, armies of ants trekking along it, silently.
Scarlet butterflies flutter through the air in search of flowers bursting with sweet smelling nectar. Rust-breasted robins fly from tree to tree collecting shiny berries for breakfast.
Smokeless flames decorate the forest.
The imagery in this poem is very beautiful. I especially liked the last line. It was so unexpected and just hit you right in the face...I LOVED it haha. Very nice work. I do agree with Hannah however about building more on the fire aspect throughout the lines.
In all, it was great! 
-OfferingUpMyOwnConfusion
^_^ Hello. Just a friendly reminder that you should review two pieces of others' works before posting any of your own and then try to keep it at least a 2:1 ratio for the rest of your time here! ^_^ Here are a few of my comments. First of all, I thought it was apparent that you made the beginning of each line a noun and followed by a description. Though that keeps some kind of continuity throughout, it begins to sound kind of repetitive -- the same kind of sentence over and over again. ;=;
As the breeze blows, branches sway like acrobats on a tight rope.
Early red-headed woodpeckers chip the bark away frantically, resembling a carpenters at work.
Fire-coloured ferns rest on the borders of a dirt track, armies of ants trekking along it, silently.
Rust-breasted robins fly from tree to tree collecting shiny berries for breakfast.
Smokeless flames decorate the forest.
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