Today on the way home, it snows. Big, soft caressing flakes fall onto our skin like cold moths; the air fills with feathers. Margaret Atwood
The universe now appeared to me as a void wherein floated rare flakes of snow, each flake a universe. Olaf Stapledon
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town. Robert Bridges
[...] faded smiles oft linger in the face, While grief's first flakes fall silent on the head! Alfred Austin
And then we saw him bolt. We heard the miniature thunder where he fled, And we saw him, or thought we saw him, dim and gray, Like a shadow across instead of behind the flakes. Robert Frost
It was a distance about twice as long as this room; then there was a wall, and just beyond it the crematory. When the wind blew in at the south I got smoke in my cell. It was a fat smoke, big flakes of smoke - human smoke. Franz Halder