Blades and Ice
Gliding like an eagle,
the rush of clean air,
wonder of wonders
on two knife blades,
cheeks frosted with glee,
breath iced and cold,
hands loosening but not
letting go,
around the oval like a race car
just practicing laps,
getting the feel,
gaining confidence,
bright smile showing grace and skill,
faster and out of breath,
gulping frozen air,
slowing the pace to finish,
silver blades blurring,
heart pulsing,
a smile that catches the moment...
a girl on ice.
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2013
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