green is the color of silence

[71degrees]

the landscape
drew cumulus green;
the full moon shattered,
falling in the dark night,
its pale glow
fringed the head of trees,
fireflies
in the muted sky.
my backyard was outlined
by the frayed edges
of the moon, its ghostlike images.
I swept the rooms;
in the woods nearby
moss steadily crept
and consumed my backyard.

"cumulus" is also a cloud (big, puffy cotton types)...the description lends itself to your "green" landscape quite well. Doing away with your backyard for a horizon or vista would let the intimacy of your surroundings escape. Don't get hasty to do away with your mood.

Love the "f" sounds throughout.