Ice Nymph Poem by Wesley Mincin

The Ice Nymph

The water freezes over
as fairies then emerge
The frozen lake; the stage for them
is where they all converge.

The twirl and skate upon the ice,
this is their mythic dance.
So beautiful are all of them-
he falls into a trance

The moonlight splashes on the ice,
and shines upon the snow.
A human walks behind the trees
a curious creature, though

His eyes are set upon a Nymph,
the one whose skin is pale.
His breath is caught as he's in awe,
his heart begins to sail

She turns to show her blue-hued eyes,
crystals to the boy.
She twirls a scepter through her fingers,
the ice nymph's favorite toy.

The young nymph sees the human boy,
a smiles oh so sweetly
and sings to him to come to her
he does so, non-discreetly.

He moves on closer to the nymph,
blinded by her majesty.
She lures him farther on the ice,
-she does so anxiously.

A sudden crack alerts the boy,
he learns his first mistake.
The nymph then smiles and waves 'good-bye'
as the ice then splits and breaks.

Before he sinks completely in,
the ice nymph grasps his hand.
She pulls him from the icy water
and sets him on safe land.

Beside the fact he's wet and cold
the boy feels very stupid.
She sees within his hazel eyes
that he was touched by cupid.

Her scent is strong like that of pine
which lingers in the trees.
She stares at him with innocence,
sitting quietly on her knees.

The boy takes notice to the ice nymph's,
long, dark, raven hair,
flowing gently in the wind,
a sight he's forced to bear.

The nymph then laughs and slaps his arm,
then, runs wanting to play.
The boy is baffled by her actions
but has noting to say.

She sprints beyond the trees with him,
following close behind.
She thought him sweet and amiable,
truly one of a kind.

He finally catches up with her
and tackles her to the snow.
She flips and sweeps him off his feet,
as if he were a foe.

She taunts the boy to get back up
'Find me, mortal dear, '
She snaps her fingers, turns to mist
Then suddenly disappears.