Ice Poem by jane heart

Obey me, frozen children for I
have the light.
It snaffles in my white like some mongrel dog
That bays and howls
to be released.
yet whine and you will sink...
Faster
Faster
until shards have impaled your tender pleas
for color
and the sea's risen frost exhumes
whatever pale green
my arms have left untangled.
This is the Deep
and this prison is
where angels meet blue Devils in
the wandering pack, parade.