White liquid pearls

White liquid pearls,
falling from an oyster heaven,
coat of luminescence,
sparkling majesty.

As if, hidden in a flame
of white lightning, blinding
the eyes of winter's artistry,
etched cathedrals
hidden in glass,
hosting the last supper
to spring's birth.

Reviews

[Rene Velez]

Nicely chosen words give this a celestial quality of imagery, well expressed.

[John Anderson]

Cleverly written with a powerful delivery. Very nicely done!

[K Scott Smith]

this is something special. It exclaims an intensity with its vivid imagery and evokes emotion

[Susan Beth Horvath]

This is very original. I find myself really liking how you write-a bit in circles, bit understandable, reconnecting curves!

[Matching Socks]

It's a beautiful poem Blake.
I think it can be interpreted in ways other than it's intended.
Or maybe as intended? :)