Movement, like a vapor

It’s convection that changes the course.

You can put a cart in front of a shed

But not before a horse.

The mastery behind the ordeal

Everything falling into place.

You won’t know much of dignity

But will get a great lesson in grace.

Forming ice all around you

While your body slowly freezes.

Then taking a nice big breath

Just before your guest sneezes.

We think it is rather tasty

We think it’s rather nice

We love the feel of it on our tongues

When we stand to lick the ice.


3 thoughts on “Ice

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  1. Very, Very deep Poem! Beautifully written! I absolutely love it!
    I can feel the ice on my tongue! The image you used also fits perfectly… You are an amazing writer!!
    I am so proud to be yours!
    I Love You<3

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