Filigree Poem by Sandra Fowler


Rating: 4.3

Frail April snow, the blue smoke of old moods,
And filigree of nailprints on the mind,
A shadow paints the windowpane of dreams,
That young God-Man who gave Himself for spring.

Previously published in my book, 'The Colors Cry In Rain'.
Apollo Books, Inc.

Duncan Wyllie 05 October 2006

Beyond the pain there is a true message of love for all Beautifully written Love duncan X

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John Tiong Chunghoo 28 March 2006

dear sandra, you should try japanese short forms things like haiku, and tanka as you have a soul for those genres.

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Rajaram Ramachandran 24 November 2005

How in four lines you have brought a world of ideas? Your imagination is very much high and colorful indeed!

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Ben Cassel 16 November 2005

This is subtle and graceful. Though I am not enamored of religion, I find the very words 'sacrificial redemtion' evocative on a visceral level.

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Charles Chaim Wax 03 November 2005

a lovely thought a lovely lovely feeling so sure certain faith guides us all to that place of pure peace a fine poem

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Khairul Ahsan 19 July 2013

A shadow paints the windowpane of dreams, That young God-Man who gave Himself for spring. So wonderful!

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Cindy Kreiner Sera 26 July 2009

Beautiful title to poem and book, write exquisite - your touch - gentle compassion

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You drew me right into the mood of frail April and the beauty of the imagery of it all. Simply splendid work. 10 Karin Anderson

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premji premji 10 May 2009

jesus...... your blood will not sleep until judgement day.........

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Bill Grace 10 October 2007

If I ever preach again on Easter, I pray you will grant me the boon of using the last line of this poem in the church bulletin that would probably be involved. Elegant and fresh. You always have a gift for me when I can find the courage to pause and refresh for a moment. Bill Grace

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Sandra Fowler

Sandra Fowler

W. Columbia, WV, USA
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