Ice Aged Poem by Ima Ryma

Amazing what ice sculptors do
With just a chunk of ice to turn
Into a work of art, yes true.
Fingers do make what heart does yearn.
Here, a beauty with whip in hand
Does ride upon a winged, tailed beast,
A visual that's oh so grand,
A master or a mistress pieced.
Such intricacy of detail
That brings to life in chiseled sight
Talented patience to prevail
To give onlookers such delight.

Awesome ice sculpture, chip by chip,
Going, going, gone - drip by drip.