WINTER ' FOURTEEN
Soul Skating by Julie Hogg
one small
push a solitary
touch of
dissonance
was all it took
minimal friction
travelling physics
on narrow
steel blades
stroking the ice
sustained gliding
in velvet soft
freedom, breeze
through my skirt
spray in my hair
traced my name
in a neglected
repertoire of
human linked
movements
seldom seen
triple flips of
the soul in a
true lay back spin
tender spiral
position became
3-dimensional
once again.
The Linnet's Wings Poetry, Winter 2014