When water turns to ice,
It has its charms--
Especially embodied in
White skates,
A red scarf,
And a pair of outstretched arms.
Still,
I prefer water--
Because of the way it approaches, then retreats,
Unable to help itself;
I love the thing that can kill and possess, all in the same motion--
Not static
Not frozen
As when water turns to ice,
A memory of white skates
A red scarf
And the glittering winter in your eyes.
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Those skates - fabulous! Almost time for use to sharpen our blades here in Ohio as well.
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There's a lot in this image. It immediately reminded me of a Kate Bush song, for some reason, though the resemblance was superficial.
ReplyDeleteVery pretty!
ReplyDeleteWhen Water Turns To Ice
ReplyDelete....very nice :-)
"Still,
ReplyDeleteI prefer water--
Because of the way it approaches, then retreats,
Unable to help itself"
COOL!
Aloha, Friend
Comfort Spiral
I love the ocean. It never freezes. This is beautiful, Shay.
ReplyDeletewow, beautiful... i too love the fluidity of water.
ReplyDeleteThat last line is absolutely gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteYes, I prefer water as well in all its forms and expressions...
ReplyDeletethe power of water is never to be underestimated.
ReplyDeleteYou're psyching me up for that trip to Boston/NH, Chica! Time to sharpen my skates.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, this one creates a beautiful visual.
*PoW*
ReplyDeleteThat was wonderful Fireblossom.
I loved the last line too.
Now I'm going to get out my skates and head out for the nearest frozen pond...
ReplyDeleteoh the imagery! i agree, would prefer warmth and water...but should fate create ice, why not enjoy it? sigh
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