Lake Michigan Ice
All the long night west winds roar
boom icy shrapnel on the shores:
cannonballs fly, bounce, roll, clatter
ice on ice crunch, bash, shatter.
Curled green walls of glassy jade
smash on pack ice wave on wave
tremble out high icy plumes
fans of white peacock
collapse, resume.
Waves slap hands, gleeful high fives
slam dance back—twist, leap, dive.
Hard daggers dazzle caves of ice—
a crevice opens then
closes like a vice.
Wind waves ice in wild dance.
Lake Michigan ice packs
on a spree.
Angels dressed in red and green
walk the shores
on days like these.
This poem is an excerpt from my book, Sophia's Lost and Found: Poems of Above and Below. It may be ordered from Amazon.com or bn.com.
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