Two Icy Islands
Two Icy Islands
Cracks appear in the ice
Become wider but we don’t cross
We each urge the other to jump
To join the other on their slab of ice
I motion to you, you motion to me
Neither jump. Our agonised faces
Watch as the gap widens until
It’s impossible to leap, to bridge.
Set adrift, you go your way
I go mine, further and further away
There’s a million miles between
Your sofa and mine, my block
Of ice and your block of ice
The artic wind wraps around
Us like a shield deflecting compromise
And we drift for what seems like days
Sour faces, argument lost, even
Though we were both right. Both
Just. I’m so stubborn, so is she.
The water warms and our icy islands
Melt. We have no choice but to
Meet in the sea and we cling
Me to you and you to me.
A tropical breeze warms the room
And it becomes a sauna,
Instead of a tomb.
David Cox 11/06/23
Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2023
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