Fire & Ice

Reading poetry to enhance your own,

beguiling  

at the least

 

An intention maybe well inclined,

but it’s bread

without the yeast

 

Only fire and ice can make the Bard,

to burn and melt

within

 

Your Muse to christen each child true born,

adoption

—not akin

 

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

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