Ripples Under Ice

Draped in a veil of ivory lace

she circles the frozen lake.

Her pearl studded hair

ashen with grief

flies with the icy wind

under a star-lit night.

She stands a while

staring into the deep,

watching white lilies bloom.

A gold ring burns

her frozen finger

as she whispers the words

“I do”.


Beneath the glaze

in the depths of the mere

she watches her dreams ripple.

They stand by the church door

hearts glowing,

confetti scatters the air.

She looks into his eyes,

their lips touch

as snow tumbles her face.

Her porcelain skin

numbed by crystal spears,

stinging the cool night air,

piercing her yearning heart.


For fifty-two years

she awaits his return,

circling the lough by night.

In her silk purse

wrapped in scarlet tissue

she guards a golden locket,

a token of their love.

She holds it to her lips,

to her beating heart

then clicks it open.

Gazing at the photographs,

her true love stands in uniform

and she is smiling seventeen.


Warmed by her locket

wrapped in her memories,

her dream continues to bloom.

Her lily bouquet

flows beneath the  ripples,

loves reflections

held forever

solid as ice.


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