Soft-spoken Musings

[Leanne]

Hi, Rose Love! I enjoyed this on first reading, now let's have a look at it through a critical filter.

Soft-spoken me
like a fluff of poplar -- would "like poplar fluff" do? I love the image and the mood these lines create
gliding
on tippy toes -- my preference would be for just "tiptoes", but that's a personal thing and it works your way
through the air

Angels
flitting
in bolts of light
to an accident scene -- this stanza partly gives me the image of angels riding those bolts of light -- if that's something you would like to pursue, I'd suggest trying to head in that direction with some of your word choices. Otherwise, this is a little tenuous as images go but it does still work.

White light
with a golden hue
trying to reach you
through the fog -- good sounds in this stanza

And the flow
the natural flow
of a joyous world
held up at the foot
of your grief -- this is my favourite stanza, I think it's very strong with the juxtaposition of joy and grief

Everything floats
from here to you
on a wing and a prayer -- this cliche spoils the stanza for me -- changing it would give you a much stronger, more profound ending
if you let it.

Really good stuff here, with just a few things that could be improved or removed. Thanks very much for posting