Sandra Haight Poet Rhyme

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Written, January 12, 2025
For The Contest, “Jasmine or Flakes"
Sponsor, Ink Empress

Ivory Flakes

Ivory flakes
     this morn fill the skies;
          feathery snow puffs
pass by my eyes,
     dense as can be,
          like a pillow fight
fostered by angels
     filling day's light.

Something is wrong
     with what I now see;
          sun rays are bright-
the sky, dark clouds-free.
     Flurries grow dense
          to cover the ground
sparkling the landscape
     here all around.

Angels are smiling
     this winter day;
          temp below thirties-
but still, they play
     making snowfalls
          in a sunny clime-
filling my morn with
     scenes so sublime!

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Ink Empress February 4, 2025 at 7:29 AM Dear sandra , this is so elegantly woven and flows like snowflakes, falling and dancing! In such a magical manner! I love how you used the pillow fight light which is so very unique and artistic! Your way with word and how youv painted imagery is so very vivid and seamless! Love the GIF youv used here too giving a wintry ambience to your poem! Congratulations on your win! Thank you for supporting my contest Sandra Haight February 11, 2025 at 9:56 AM Thank you so much, Ink, for the great contest, my placement, and you're very supportive and kind comments about my poem. I enjoyed writing it for your theme! Sandra

Beryl Edmonds January 14, 2025 at 2:31 AM Sandra, so beautiful this is, as a poet pal said, snowflakes are angels kisses. Love how you suggest angels get to play in the snow on a winter’s day… Beryl

Jan Allison January 12, 2025 at 11:26 AM oh my goodness Sandra that poem is so amazingly descriptive I've had to re read it 3 times, I really love the first stanza especially and can imagine angels having pillow fights and the feathery flakes of snow falling down. a joy to read:-) hugs Jan xx

Kim Rodrigues January 12, 2025 at 11:11 AM Love the scenery of angels, sweet poet!