Skates

Consonant to Beckett

But a boy

But a girl

Buried to the collar’s edge

In concrete snow,

But your willful volition

And dreaming

And gentle yoke

Awoke

The brightest star.

You melted ice that way.

You did,

And there

And then

With space enough to find...

A silver sterling edged pair of boots,

I watched you dance and loved you.

Did we skate?

We did,

I saw you...

Glide and slide to the bottom of nowhere

But trek on up again

To the ol’ buttermilk sky

Til the notes were all shivery relish and sweet nectar

And your words were

of fancy

of fun

of mischief and the curious dark light...

but still light

Nevertheless

And a blade turned to four wheels

Rolling the rink to that chink

Of a summertime morning

And then I loved you

Even more

For trying.

Xx