Firebricks Remain
it is as though a porcelain stare
precious and frail as it may be
halves an enravished whole
piercing albescent shadows
within perceptive cognition
lucubrating prophetical palms
awakened by spiriting penetrations
arriving with tokens in stones of ashy clay
where she stood without sibyllic emotion
as firebricks remain fortuned within divination
precious and frail as it may be...
(Written: June 14th, 2010 5:00 a/m)
© Poetess Victoria L. McColley
