A thin cellophane film
floated atop the puddle
frozen in place
till schoolboy’s feet
crunch it
in a foiled attempt
at sliding.
White sparkles
more sticky
than slippery
till a few degrees
a few nights
deeper in to winter
turns it black
and makes walking
either fun
or treacherous.
Depends on
how many times
you’ve been there before.
More tomorrow...
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