Man Warning Two Boys

Mid-thaw, and the ice off Trinity Bay
shrugs off winter in widening rivulets.

The fissured spring beckons the unwary,
the bold, the foolish, to hopscotch across

the unfettered rafts of ice. Boys. As I
was long ago, following my brother

in a show-off game of tag, a touch and
run across the bay. And then it happened,

the edge dissolving underneath his feet,
three floes ahead of me. I yelled and ran,

skimming the snow towards his flailing arms.
The last I knew was him warning me back,

before he disappeared into the calm.
Mid-thaw, in the ice off Trinity Bay.


  1. Inspired by an etching by David Blackwood -

    Short link -

  2. You've captured the imagery wonderfully well.
    I love the emphasis on the word Boys it just shows the attitude perfectly.
    Lovely Sam. Sad and haunting.
    Karen :0)

  3. I agree with Karen. It evokes strong emotion--as a mother--especially.

  4. Thank you for the kind words. By the way, the imagery of the etching is just a starting point; I have no idea what the story is behind the artwork. The story in the poem is entirely my invention.


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