Phyllis Babcock Poet Light Verse

White Diamond Morning

Snowflakes gently falling, glowing like diamonds
In the early morning rays.
The sun reflecting off the frozen shore line,
Illuminating a diamond glow.
The hoar frost gently dressing up the barren trees,
In a winter's coat of white.
White mist slowly clings, above the frozen waterline
Leaving white diamond crystals, dancing in the river's dawn.
The winter's air hangs heavily on each breath, while
Gazing on this beautiful untouched winter's spot.

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Elizabeth Lepapa August 1, 2011 at 3:08 PM You have created a great picture of the snow.am getting to knw more abt snow cause here in kenya there is no.congrats for capturing that image

Debbie Guzzi January 17, 2011 at 3:23 PM Such beauty, I forgot that term hoar frost so cool thanks you for reminding me. Light & Love

January 10, 2011 at 12:33 PM Nice use of imagery to share your thoughts. We can use a little less of that white here in North Dakota--we must have about 50 inches already this season and it is snowing again to day. Keep on writing my friend. Thank you for your kind comment. Karen

David Smalling January 5, 2011 at 11:47 AM What a camera picture! Congratulations on lifetime membership. One love, Phyllis

Andrea Dietrich January 2, 2011 at 10:15 PM Phyllis, you created a sparkling gem yourself here. To compare with that of the glistening snow. Thanks for reading my little poems today. I'd love to stay here and see more of yours, but Joe not working has really cut into my time here. On a time limit. haha. Luv ya, andrea

Michael Gelb January 2, 2011 at 5:33 PM This little dog was in a puppy mill for 4 yrs. I'm trying to train her to make outside. I've had to crawl under a table to get her and one day she bit me 3 times on the hand. She made me bleed I have a hole. I'm 70 yrs old and I don't ever remember a dog making me bleed. I'm trying to make it work.

John Loving Iii December 31, 2010 at 11:52 AM to speek about the weather tornatos went through our area an hour ago destroying many things. i saw heavy rain but no tornato thank God. john

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 30, 2010 at 7:28 PM Lovely title Phyllis bringing special meaning to the words of your poem ... vibrant lines depicting the snowflakes and the frost .. enjoyed with luv.. tonight ..

Poet Destroyer A December 30, 2010 at 6:52 PM Phyllis..,, enjoyed your poem. Stopping by to wish you lots of cheers & joy this comming new year.. May you always find new ways to share your talent and imagination with us here at the soup. Happy new year to you and your family,, God bless,.miss.p.d.

Carolyn Devonshire December 30, 2010 at 11:35 AM Through your beautiful words I feel like I have witnessed the incredible scene of the "White Diamond Morning" by the snowy river, Phyllis. Uplifting and positively incredible imagery. Love, Carolyn

Audrey Haick December 30, 2010 at 11:13 AM Breathless beauty! I love this Phyliss! I sense the calm and peace in your wonderful Light Poetry! Let me wish you a Happy New Year filled with God's blessings for you and your family! Love, audrey

Carol Sunshine Brown December 30, 2010 at 10:34 AM I enjoyed reading your amazing poetry this morning Phyllis. I will be back after the New Year to read more of your poetry. Wishing you a very Happy New Year. Love, Carol