Home
> All Poetry > Skating
Report abuse
Submit my work
Share/bookmark
Email
Print
Tag as favoriteSkating 
By Wendy A., Tenafly, NJ
Standing still
on an
ice covered creek
Open
to almost nothing
at all
The sound of a blade
rushing
across the creek
Reminds me
that somewhere
underneath
my frozen toes
Lie tons and
tons
of memories.
This piece has also been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.
Post a Comment