Life On Ice Poem by Mary Havran

A quest for emotional provender
leaves me guided by your North Star
into wilderness unmelcoming
to my hearth loving nature
Fathoming your emotions
a venture akin to ice fishing
even should we crack the surface
there may be no reward
no returning tug on frail lines
deployed into chill waters

Wisdom holds bounty abides below the surface
and by patience might fishing pay the prize
Yet what to you may spell but sport
looms for me as groundless strife
Ice extends a contentious surface
You, insulated by substantial layers
unvoiced emotions your choice swaddle
My garb, as gossamer compares
transparent, ineffectual glacial guard

You have learned to sentinel your fires
securely sheltered from any storm
While I wave candles in open air
daring breezes to breach their flare
So we hazard stranding here on ice
This arctic your favored element, severe
landscape, where resolute men prevail
Hopeful heart still bids me follow north
trusting fervid love shall never fail

Yet precarious any movement now
while there remains but one
unsteady upon ice