Slice of Life/Day in a Poem (Day 4): Impatient Icicle

(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day  …  You write, too.)

A week-old icicle hangs
with impatience
off the roof near
the front door,
sipping off a drink
from gravity’s pour;
it’s a slow-moving
race that ends
at the floor

Peace (watching in wonder),

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  1. I like the seemingly random placement of the rhyming lines in this poem, as well as the personification. My favorite lines: “sipping off a drink from gravity’s pour”. In my mind’s eye, I could see weak summer sunlight glinting through the melting icicle.

  2. This is an observation I love. I could sit and watch a scene like this through a whole cup of coffee without any interruption (as long as there were no interruptions). It is a peaceful calm to watch something so repetitive in nature.

  3. From one who lives in a place without snow and ice, this is a vivid description that leaves me wanting a photograph! Love both the line about gravity’s pour and the slow-moving race. Thanks for the mind image!

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