ice storm

ice storm

wind skipped and sheared
over ice buckled up
half way to Canada.

ice smooth and broken,
clear and opaque,
wind-pebbled on trees,
snow-blown in fields.

 

I covered you
and you slept,
your head in my lap,

while the crack and drone
of moving ice
filled the room.

                          (on the shore of Lake Erie, North East, Pennsylvania)