Poems

Cracked ice

What monsters creep
on broken ice, cracks
beneath the weight of overlarge
beasts,
frigid footfalls frozen
in the night?

Is it the chill
or fear that has me
clattering,
clamoring
for warmth and home,
hounded by unseen glaciers,
winter’s snowy persistence
tapping my shoulder.


Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019

Submitted to the dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #92: Take a crack at poeming and the Free Verse Revolution November Writing Prompt #3: monsters.

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41 thoughts on “Cracked ice”

  1. Winter is persistent, indeed. I envisioned a trapper out checking his traps, eager to get back to his fireplace and coffee pot.

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  2. Another brilliant poem–this is my fave pick: “hounded by unseen glaciers”…it’s a wonderful phrase that could easily, metaphorically describe my fears. Evocative–if I get/write a poem from that phrase, I’ll credit and link to you, if you’d permit.

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      1. Aside from being exhausted–late hours on the novel in progress–I’m pretty well 🙂 How’s the family? and weather in your neighborhood?

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  3. Winter tapped our shoulder all too quickly in my world this year. One week it was beautiful autumn colors, the next a snow-tipped wonderland. Brrr Nice write!

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