An Ebb

I thought

Once

That laying naked

On a frozen lake

As dawn broke

Was metaphorically as low as it got...

 

Lost; cold and lonely

Unprotected; exposed

As blue as blues can be...

 

I never knew

That dawn - that small hope rising;

Would bring

Enough gentle heat to melt a little ice

Ice that creaks; cracks

Splits

Parts

 

Plunging I into darkness below

Down further

To tangle breathless amongst weeds

Blinded by silt and muck

All options gone

All