April 14, 2008

Glacial Dreams

By Charles Sapp II

Glacial ice,
chiseled fractal sheets drift slowly,
sleeping giants awake from dormancy.
Atop the peak of sleep,
the cold numbs the senses as blue ice
sinks deep as cavernous mysteries
evade the imagination.

Dreams of polar escapades,
kissing the sky and summoning
the moon’s gaze as
spectral rings
glow, the crystal halos reflect light
in starburst patterns that dance above the atmospheric disturbance.

Auroras of mystic myth
reveals themselves as the Sun abandons the day
and electricity skates across the sky,
dominions divided;
solid, gas, liquid—
Ice, sky, and water.