ICEDREAM

ICEDREAM

I had a dream, a strange wild dream

Looking thru much younger eyes

even now, T'is crystal clear, it seems

It lingers sharply as I wonder why

In the dark rink, a chilled fresh scent

shadows fleeting about near me moved swiftly or stood

Am I dreaming or just awakened from recent slumber spent

There's hazy glass above the dashers of wood

Hidden voices spring from the shadowy coolness

Dark figures are seen on the frozen ice sheet

Sounding like so many children at play, always their quest

Noise of crunching ice from skate worn feet

T'is summer outside, I know it well

shafts of sunlight spear the mirror surface, all white

exposing red and blue markings where brightness fell

T'is a most magical moment, a somewhat surreal sight

Then, ceiling lights flicker and ignite

The forbidding darkness is quickly chased away

Revealing a flawless surface, untouched, glass-like

as colorful skaters enjoy hockey this day