my little snow flake

my little snow flake

A Poem by Michael Soul
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beauty

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my little snow flake
perfect snow freshly falls,
Floating down out of the sky,
So beautiful and delicately refine. 
Intricate in it's natural design,
A touch from a single flake,
be the softest touch that you relate,
revealing true beauty is divine. 
drift in the wind and find your way home, 
upon warming cheek,
your beauty imprints it shall never be lost,
ever part forever part of me.
Like a Caterpillar to a butterfly so shall a snow flake to a drop of rain.
so evaporate an be reborn my love my little snow flake,
 
find your natural place,
apart of a grate lake an other snow flake,
body of a new life, a tear of loved one.
A dancer a poet, a singer a painter  
but always find your way back to me,
my love,
my little snow flake. 

© 2013 Michael Soul


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it's really very sweet)

Posted 8 Years Ago


This is very creatively beautiful

Posted 8 Years Ago


hihihi so sweet and cute and airy like little twinkies .. i love it :-)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is such a beautiful poem. The way you compare the *Caterpillar to a butterfly and a snow flake to a drop of rain. I really enjoyed this.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Michael Soul

9 Years Ago

thank you for your time on my written art's
ElizabethRaine

9 Years Ago

You're very welcome.
"Like a catapiler to a butterfly so shall a snow flake to a drop of rain."
I hav never seen this angle of a snowflake. Its beautiful

Posted 9 Years Ago


nice poem

Posted 9 Years Ago


I loved this!!! I supposed it is because I love snow so very much. I think that you have encapsulated all of my thoughts and feelings for the snow in this.

I have one thought in terms of constructive criticism:
I love the simile of caterpillar to butterfly / snow to rain (great visual and also a mental gyration because normally I think of rain to snow / warm to cold not vice versa, so it makes you think). However, something about it doesn't seem right about the wording. It could flow better.
Maybe just the structuring, so that if "so shall a snow flake to drop of rain" were on the same line it would work better. This is a great piece of the poem, yet it really threw me off at first.
Don't mean to be a pain, just wanted to point that out.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Michael Soul

9 Years Ago

thank you your right i sat with that line most the night then thought just put it in maybe i'll see .. read more
very beautiful poem very sweet to read i really enjoyed where it took me..

great write keep writing
:)

-kas

Posted 9 Years Ago


Michael Soul

9 Years Ago

many thanks im trying to move away from the dome and gloom of my passed stuff thank you
This is hauntingly romantic. The delicate snowflake, unique, soft and pure.



Posted 9 Years Ago


Michael Soul

9 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words
simply lovely... I enjoyed it greatly. Especially liked the line "Like a catapiler to a butterfly so shall a snow flake, to a drop of rain." nicely done

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

JuniperPearl

9 Years Ago

I understand. I'm very dyslexic as well; lines don't always match up, letters get all out of sorts,.. read more
Michael Soul

9 Years Ago

no not at all thank you I like it helps me more than just thats cool you know.
JuniperPearl

9 Years Ago

Then I'll keep it coming....my grandmother was an English teacher and I feel like I inherited her li.. read more

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Michael Soul
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