Maybe I am taking this poem off somewhere that it never meant to go, but to me it somehow speaks of growing up/ growing old. Or perhaps it is growing soft (i.e. softhearted) to hard (a heart of ice)? If I am right on this (I doubt it) then I think the diamonds are out of place here. As they are generally harder than ice.

Oh, nicely written. I like it! ^_^

♥sarah

Really pretty. It's not quite as structurally original as some of your other pieces, but I like the jerkiness that occurs because of the shortening lines. Great imagery, though, with the "swirls / and color and / light."

Hmm... criticism... the thing I like getting but hate giving. Well, I guess I could recommend that you explain things a little better. But that'd be pathetic of me, as that just shows that I'm the idiot who doesn't "get" the poem. Perhaps if you would elaborate more, or at least poke at some metaphorical clues as to what you "mean" by having dewdrops that are water, then diamonds, then ice. (?) Or not.

Nice job. Very pretty poem.

J