Written - 30th January 2024
Quagmire, Quest, Quiescent Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
If you walk on ice, you chance your life.Quote - Poet’s own Was Christmas nineteen sixty three When this story happened to me Snow had fallen down thick and fast So cold it was, weeks it did last. Gone against parental advice A friend and I skated on ice It was on a local canal Felt it was safe, me and my pal. Wrapped cosy and snug we both were Hat, gloves, scarf and boots lined with fur Some lads were there, knew them from school As boys do they acted the fool. One came and snatched my friend's hat off "Hand it back nasty boy" I scoffed The boys then ran off with her hat I chased them alike a wildcat. To my horror the ice it cracked I fell in, at the edge in fact Clinging on, “save me” I did shout The boys came and they pulled me out. I slunk home wet, cold and hungry Through the back door so none saw me The parents would have exploded If they knew what had unfolded. It was a fright of a Quagmire A warning to not play with fire Never walk on frozen water Sons, daughters do what you oughter.
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