Ice Capades Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Frigid!
As if it was up to me,
To patiently peel away...
Each layer of discomfort,
I felt or may feel...
And at my own expense.

Without a clue,
I am suppose to unravel...
What I did or did not do.
And with no hint given...
I am to know from previous experience,
The nature of my accused thoughtlessness.

It's the nature of the beast,
One can either choose to release.
Or cease an argument...
Heading for a cranked up heat!

These scenes from ice capades,
That include smooth skating on some days...
But not always scored with a warmth to receive.
Sometimes one is rated,
If cracked eggs not intentionally done...
Someone else left to leave.
Who knows when a temper begins to show.

Cold shoulders and attitudes,
From nowhere chills the air.
And if one is in a longlasting relationship...
To be blamed for anything,
By someone professing love...
Is not a circumstance that is rare.

These scenes from ice capades,
May last for a few minutes...
Maybe a couple of hours!
They can go on for days,
If no one submits...
To a begging for forgiveness,
That lowers an eyebrow raised.

Do it!
The benefits of this,
Will ultimately be proven.

Just to ensure,
A reception for an expected performance...
Stays intact.
And that union needing a little pat,
Of understanding quickly enacted...
Endures and sustains a security maintained.

Do it!
Don't allow a stubbornness,
To ruin a night of peaceful sleep.
Go ahead do it!
Apologize and get it over with.

'I apologize, honey.'

~You do?
YOU do?
Well...
In that case,
I do too.~