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The attraction is imminent
An oxygen
Starving for bond & chain
A symmetry
Shape of water is pure
Ice crystal
As the wind spins & wheels
Our arms cast
Hexagonal prism, pattern of
Curve to tangent
Moments freeze & dilate
Wind, heat, temperature
At flashpoint: another seed blooms
Seeking its blueprint
Yet all of Fate is a tailspin
Between sky to ground
My only certainty-
In my melting
you -
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Thanks for the visit ~
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I enjoyed your poetic depiction of snowflakes and especially that "all of Fate is a tailspin between sky to ground." Beautifully expressed, Grace.
ReplyDeletestarving for bond and chain....
ReplyDeletebeautiful images grace... loved esp. the seeking its blueprint and the tailspin... so much magic in those snowflakes...very cool close as well
ReplyDeleteThat is the kind of snowflake I don't mind haha
ReplyDeleteThis is def like an ode to a single snowflake, beautifully mastered & presented, & when it comes to snowflakes, one is a lonely number; like your lines /starving for bond/ and chain symmetry/; don't think of flakes being gregarious, but hey, in poetry, all dimensions & directions are fair game, words without a GPS.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful... having never seen snow except on TV, I enjoyed this read. Loved the word placement and everything.
ReplyDeleteOh, lovely, lovely, lovely! not enough snowflakes around here, but I'm sure you all have had plenty.
ReplyDeleteLoved you ending to this Gabriella. >KB
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry, Grace, I meant you but was thinking about going to ?Gabriella's next--apologies.
ReplyDeleteI woke up this morning to see a light dusting of snow on the ground and my heart sank. This actually made me feel guilty. Thanks for the reminder to appreciate the little things. :0)
ReplyDeleteWow, such a heart warming note you have here - smiles. Certainty in melting - such a lovable thought.
ReplyDeleteanother seed blooms seeking its blueprint...ha....love that line....warm last line too...for all the ice, it is good to have those that melt us....
ReplyDelete"Yet all of Fate is a tailspin
ReplyDeleteBetween sky to ground" yeah, that. So many ways to go here. Love this...
Oh, Grace, how I love how you weave the romantic with the natural! Sigh...
ReplyDeleteLovely way to remind us of the frail and sophisticated beauty of a snowflake!
ReplyDeleteOoh, I loved the format of this, and the final stanza is just perfect.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Grace.
ReplyDeletemmmm. that is *some* heat :) ~
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images, Grace.
ReplyDeleteAlways love your work Grace! Such a pleasure to read!
ReplyDeletelove the parallels you created between nature and romance... great write
ReplyDeleteA snowflake is beauty..a lot happens between sky and ground..
ReplyDeleteOh how delicious. As a mathematician and scientist, word nerd and writer, this just brought all those facets together. So nice.
ReplyDeleteTina @ Life is Good
Your words like the image of snow flake: graceful and pointy ~ love the playfulness in last words :)
ReplyDeleteI love the last lines of 'the only certainty in melting is you'......beautiful conclusion. I really enjoyed this poem. Your rhythm was perfect. I flowed all the way through.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful Grace. Like a snowflake itself, original and unique. Of course I love the last lines.
ReplyDeleteIndividual snowflakes are magical - it's just when they pile up that the trouble starts.
ReplyDeleteMuch warmth emerges from words on snowflakes Grace ~ and those last three lines… what can I say..
ReplyDeleteAfter being away for some time, it's such a delight to read how you've grown as a poet. This is rich and complex and multi-tiered, light and unique as a snowflake that melts on a lover's tongue. Fine stuff.
ReplyDeleteGrace,
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful composition...from the first, it propels us through a cascade of images.
For me, this style and form instantiates the tailspin you write of in the last verse. We are drawn inevitably to the conclusion. This is very artful and polished (as always) and in terms of the impact of the whole, I think it's one of your best.
Steve
Oh my, this is just wonderful... love the way you spin it down just like flakes falling... and I love the meeting of science and art, and these lines:
ReplyDeleteYet all of Fate is a tailspin
Between sky to ground
perfection!
Wow, Wow Wow
ReplyDeleteThe gravity of Longing, the pull of Falling in Gravity's field of play.
Love of God, love of partner, children -- what is not LOVE?
Let us not resist the call when it comes.
Nice poem!
ReplyDeleteIt has been a bit too dry over here, so I am missing the snow.
I liked your write a lot. Fav is one thing matters is melting you. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThis is just beautiful. Just when I was so sick of winter I didn't think anything could change that, your poem has melted my heart for snow again.
ReplyDeleteLovely - the metaphoric showflake melting into you.
ReplyDeleteQuite the description....wish I had written that one ;)
ReplyDeletelove this. Especially the very last line which makes this about so much more than just a snowflake!
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely...melts on the tongue :)
ReplyDeleteaww, my only certainly, you. I love that.
ReplyDeleteI was talking to my mom-in-law the other day. She said the snowflakes were so large the other day, you could make out the shapes. Wild! As always, thank you! Beautiful weekend to you.
'Yet all of Fate is a tailspin'...the truest thing I've read in a long while.
ReplyDeleteabsolutely gorgeous metaphor Grace!
ReplyDeleteBreath taking. Wow...
ReplyDeleteThis was truly poetry in motion Grace-loved the imagery and the last four lines made me smile:-)
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