Breaking the Ice

If you asked me to break the ice,
I would break it not with a pick
But with a word so strained
The air would snap like a rubber band.


A stanza that popped into my head. It could stand alone or I could construct a larger poem from it. I’m still busy with the novel.

7 August 2018


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