Standing out
On the terrace roof
In little more
Than a sweater
On the day
After Christmas
Lake is thawing
Open water below me
No fishermen in sight
Upon the ice
Warmth is here
Around fifty degrees
How long
Will it stay
How long
Until freezing depression
Blankets the land
Again
– James Dubeau
Steam rose
From calm lake
Open waters
Between placid patches
Smooth ice
Encapsulated wet
From the frozen
One false step
On newly formed ice
Would send you
Plunging
Into bitter cold
Clinging wet
Freezing solid
In bitter air
System shocked
Floundered for help
But found none
Only
Darkness
– James Dubeau
Rooftop terrace tiles
White with frost
Slick
Not burned away
By morning sun
Not yet
Soon ice will form
And snow will fall
Locking out
Rooftop vistas
Of a frozen lake
For the season
– James Dubeau
Fallen temperatures
Had started freezing
The obstinate lake
Fragile icy ring
Around the shore
Center waves
Refuse to be silenced
Delirious
From drink
From drugs
And all I do
You stepped out
Onto the ice
Not feeling
Cracks
Beneath your feet
You tried to move
But didn’t know
Where to go
Before the ice
Gave
Way
A few seconds
Cold
Shock
Trauma
More than enough
In your state
Frightening
Terrifying
Once beautiful night
Sparkling stars
And moon above
Dimmed
To darkness
As the delirium
The pain
The agony
Of it all
Slowed
To an
End
– James Dubeau
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