Day 11 of #NaPoWriMo: It Scared The Water
it scared the water. down to blood
its body heavy; frozen pond
the trees are trembling in the wind.
it hurt the water. silver fish
that glide soundlessly just beneath
they kept on moving, racing through
and all above was frozen still
and frantic movement down below
survival hinges on the warmth
it froze the water down to blood
can’t stop until the thaw.