Fathering Effigy

Shape purged of defect. 

Smooth grind to refinement. 

Pulsing polish to reflect. 

Quantified confinement. 

Grip with every ridge

in firm fingerprints.

File scraps bridge

to dust every glint. 

Chisel pures stone's face,

brings bright eyes hence

through perfect embrace

of ovals and sense. 

Marbled hopes weave

within a face born

through time's sieve 

and a moment's adorn. 

Breathing pulsed scent

leaves the trace sadness. 

weeks and months spent

prove the methodical madness.






Thanks to LauraBeth for this Saturday's inspiration, "Method to his madness."