Blades and Ice

[lycafeathers]

There's a certain feeling I never realized I was missing.
that no-resistance glide
sliver sharp slice
the twist, the switch
inside to outside
criss-cross casting the circle in glaze
the subtle allegory of one edge to another
the call and response of a shift.
It's so easy to move it seems impossible to fall
start the jump and it carries you,
make sure you keep using the blade
the minute it uses you,
the minute you move your focus from flight
the sharp catch, splintering ice,
the air chill around your hands, letting you go
and the landing cold hard and tangled,
blades glinting wickedly malicious and teasing under your ankles.
Dare you to jump again...