Frozen Boats

The boats have gone silent

As they sit, frozen in place

The banks are piled high

With the summer’s docks and planks

The masts stand in attention

As winter’s frost comes to take its place

And ice offers redemption

As decks are dressed in crystal lace

The bow begins to moan

As it settles into place

The frigid, gentle tones

And sweet chorus of the lakes

Sing as their languid waves relax

Growing still and apathetic

The hull shivers and cracks

And the frost rises, unsympathetic

As the ice secures its captives

For the whole of winter’s dance

With each new day the moments lapse

Frozen completely in its trance

Stretching to find a better fit

As it hugs the shore a little tighter

And all of nature rolls with it

Until spring returns to revive her