POEM STARTER

Submitted by Blossoming Flower

Ice Skating

Write a poem which could have this as the title. Consider that it might not literally be about ice-skating.

Glide

There’s rhythm

to moving forward

a subtle weightlessness

drifting between breaths

where the world blurs.


Pretend

that ice is not fragile

that glimmering sweep

of your passage

in a fleeting line.


The trick lies in

momentum

even as it hums

its own silent tune

No missteps here.


But when you falter

art is in recovery

a graceful pretence

and sharpness of edge

its own grace.


When you feel

your glide falter

and sink into stillness

keep moving forward

you ghost of light.

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