Flash Scud

Upon an unforetold instant,
Ease comes in a tumult, 
Cascades of simple everything
Carrying the holder
Skimming across waves and grain
Amber holds the mosquito notion
But brontosaurus lives

Lithe and thirty miles a minute
Under no one's grip
On the ice with sharpest blades
Flying crying quips

Wit and athlete carry tools
Wielding them en garde
 All who suffer are not fools
Impossible's not hard