Good job.

Twilight Starr

FOUR!

I noticed that you use a contradicting phrase, not nessicarily a paradox or an oxymoron.

"silver as ivory" although i can see the thought behind said statement, I cant help but think that it is awkward to the poem's flow, not to mention the meanings dont quite match up. Ivory is a bright white bone of an elephant, as to where silver is a shinging grey... like i said it interrupts the flow. Other than that, quite a lovely poem

-Shookie