Poem of the Day — Brick Stone

Brick Stone

Clamped hard in vice heat cauldron

Roasted for power, strength and durability

An ability to cover all angles.

Soft warm and pleasing

The rest of time easing into self adornment

A caress of smoothness

Marble shining skin pressed gently in rythym

With beats in time

A line of attachment to passing hidden habits

The ones that rouse the conquest; a prey identified

A natural progression

Torn between dark and light; hard to embrace

Accept that time must move on

The drive is changing and rotating

Like the orbit of a planet

Jarred in the furnace

A brick, a solace and chosen story

A resort to return to

Then home to the beginning

A starting place

Copyright Patrick Turner-Lee April 22nd 2015

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