ice symphony (draft)

Christmas morning’s first dim light

brought  a thunderous welcome

or frigid warning as the pond sang out

its frozen winter song

like the recorded symphony of whales

this primordial music of ice’s

tectonic meandering

woke man and beast

with its release of energy

 

the sleek icy surface seemed to struggle

to keep water and sky apart

the low hum and staccato notes were witness

to the cracking, the fracturing

that spread erratically like lightning

against a background of twinkling candles

across the pond and back again

 

Barry DeCarli

December 25, 2013

Goshen, MA

© 2013 Barry DeCarli