The Ice on the Cake

Next to the lake

Image by Author.

The ice on the cake here next to the lake,
Is mist falling in ribbons of light,
the greens and the greys and far purple haze,
Blend with rainbows that reach out of sight.

Then there’s a tunnel, black, damp and dripping,
sliding down deep river ravines,
Ghosts remain there of the men that worked…