Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

The Sky Is Falling - Poem by Sandra Fowler

It is as if white clouds have come to earth.
The sky is falling. Do you mind, my friend?
Moon sheets echo a shining out of time.
Tree limbs cripple the cadence of snow's song.

Eyes tell me that you pity the cold glass.
You write a letter to me in its frost.
Your words weave me a coat of chimney smoke.
That shadow is the warmth I hold most dear.

Previously published: Voices Israel

Comments about The Sky Is Falling by Sandra Fowler

  • (5/11/2010 4:40:00 PM)

    Thanks for your most recent 'poetic comment'.

    As regards above poem 'I don't mind at all! '
    It is a real positive joy to read and a true work of art.
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  • (12/26/2009 12:49:00 PM)

    You’ve brought down sky into the ‘palms of my heart’…and feel…romance and so on endlessly…
    Great job for me Poet.
    Ms. Nivedita
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  • Cindy Kreiner Sera (5/23/2009 2:51:00 PM)

    The Sky may be falling but you are soaring Sandra - you weave such beauty and never fail to draw me in to read again and again - (Report) Reply

  • (2/8/2009 12:08:00 AM)

    beautiful........................well penned (Report) Reply

  • Sarwar Chowdhury (9/20/2008 7:38:00 AM)

    Ammmmazing composition indeed! falling reality detected to the point..........10 (Report) Reply

  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (3/30/2008 3:12:00 AM)

    we are free falling to disaster..............that's for sure.....human were the Satans... (Report) Reply

  • (9/5/2007 11:36:00 PM)

    You show your reader not only the scene in front of your eyes, but that which is hidden in your heart. Your poetry is music to the eye and a canvass that depicts your soul. Superb. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

  • (11/25/2006 1:35:00 AM)

    yet another one i caught myself reading for the fifth time over, so wonderful....
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  • (9/21/2006 4:25:00 PM)

    I love to see the world through your eyes! It's a beautiful place. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • (8/4/2006 11:18:00 PM)


    This poem seems to fit you like a glove. The language and ideas flow so easily. Say even though it's August could you please pass the hot chocolate?

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  • (5/13/2006 11:21:00 AM)

    I love the atmosphere you have created here, the richness of your vocabulary warms the cold - every single word has been chosen for the depth of feeling it creates. When I read your poems I just want to absorb them so completely. Thank you for inviting me to read this one! Warmest wishes, Justine (Report) Reply

  • Rajaram Ramachandran (5/12/2006 3:18:00 AM)

    Oh Sandra! Your imagination has gone sky high and beyond. The white snow from the sky falls on the ground. The drops of water bubbles on the window panes are like letters written by the snow to the poetess. The smoke from the chimney is jealous of the white color of the snow and tries to blacken it with its dark color. You are almost wedded to the nature in your poetry. (Report) Reply

  • (5/10/2006 3:53:00 PM)

    If you only knew what poetic coats you words weave, quite warming regardless of falling skies and snows that bewail the loss of its cadence. Love, susie. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2006 7:53:00 PM)

    I kept thinking there were rhymes at the end of these lines - so melodious were the words. I keep scanning it for clues - how did you make me believe that? I'd write you my own message on the pane - of love, of winter, of wisdom it I had it. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2006 6:42:00 PM)

    Finding poetic words in frost and creating warmth. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2006 2:57:00 PM)

    Sandra you have written eight lines of poetry how can you express so much depth and content, you cease to amaise me, sheers Brilliance cheers Sylvie. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2006 1:26:00 PM)

    Oh! I am a cripple and the sky is falling? Who gives me a hand to survive?
    A romantic atmosphere with your rich vocabulary again.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006

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