Breaking the Ice

Breaking the Ice

To break through nature’s glass door was the one.
That first hit, as the cold embraced your skin
and made a warm cocoon, was like a sun

forged from the iciest glaciers. The river ran in
to drench your every inch, a cold caress
that flooded you with heat. As midnight tolls Continue reading “Breaking the Ice”

Ariadne

Ariadne

It was amazing luck, to get that clue.
Threading between the darkened outer rooms
he sought escape, the bull’s head in his arms.

The bass was thumping as the blood within.
She, grateful for assistance, guided him
outwards, his half-drunk feet still holding true.

They bounced it past the guards. So they were free:
(not Crete but Mykonos) though the summer’s heat
and adrenalin made the whole street a haze. Continue reading “Ariadne”