Thursday, 22 March 2012

Death of an iceberg

I am an ice child of the Arctic North,
calved from my mother into alien waters.
A sibling procession down the Polar Stream.
We are Leviathan, Behemoth, Titanic and Growler.

Sweat trickles down my icy flanks as I heat in the sun.
My bottom is licked away by warm ripples
until I topple to reveal old tidemarks
as I shrink to a melted
death
.         

No comments:

Post a Comment