The Iceberg

Written by: Yvonne Sorensen

Adrift on an iceberg Just big enough for one. How did I get here? Chipped away, layer by layer Carving my boundaries Creating a chasm Until finally breaking Away from the mass altogether. Floating aimlessly Upon the cold water Wistfully dreaming of solid ground. Occasionally awakened By the sickening grind of landfall But I can’t reach the shore Without getting wet. So I remain on my icy refuge And float away With the tide. But it’s melting Getting smaller Every day I am sinking With no land in sight.