Soft-spoken Musings

[billy]

Soft-spoken me
like a fluff of poplar does it need 'like a' or would it read softer as a metaphor?
gliding
on tippy toes
through the air great image straight off,

Angels
flitting
in bolts of light
to an accident scene at first i saw heavenly angles but now i see medics and ambulance. (because you said in and not on bolts of light)

White light
with a golden hue
trying to reach you
through the fog solid images great stanza.

And the flow is this line needed? you say the same thing in the next line though it is embellished
the natural flow
of a joyous world
held up at the foot
of your grief

Everything floats
from here to you
on a wing and a prayer this line (cliche) weakens the last stanza, which i feel would be excellent if you could use something else.
if you let it.

an enjoyable poem. i know i'm wrong but i saw it as a car accident, the flying through the air in the 1st stanza i took literally, though as one of those moments that last an age, where you see everything. i like that the poem has very little excess.

thanks for the read.