Snowflakes
This is a Cornish Sonnet--Rhyme is AbacbcDedfefAD--(close rhyme) in Iambic Tetrameter---(Yes, it is a true sonnet form, there are at least 50ish)
A million crystals made by God
now float in space like finest lace;
each one perfection - never flawed,
unique in six-fold symmetry.
They fall to earth in cold embrace
where moonlight dances brilliantly.
Reflecting back prismatic light
like natures crystal chandelier;
embellishing this winter night,
then landing on your blushing cheek
and melting there just like a tear.
Still drifting with the night's mystique
a million crystals made by God,
reflecting back prismatic light.
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2017
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