A little poetry

So I've had a spat of creativity.

Or lack thereof.

How 'bout some poetry?


Ancient Mariner
(An ode to that poem)

I feel I'm one or the other
The Mariner or the Albatross
The crossbow or the crossbow bolt
Maybe I'm neither - I'm the ice
Forbidding and Entrapping
Choking and Frigid
Immense and mysterious
No, I'm the mariner
forced to tell the tale
forced to fire the bolt
forced to kill a bird
who was just helping
I'm lost in the ice
I'm lost on the sea
No water to drink
No grace to have
home by accident
On second thought
scratch all of that
I'd rather be the Bridegroom


Thoughts?