.
Emeralds do not outshine diamond
sparked dew. Speckled light smeared
in reflective rain at night shakes awake
the imagined connotations of light
like neon seen through a water opaqued
windshield. The surface of pooled rain
gives off far more brilliance.
.
I watch mythical eyelashes
close and slowly open
as if they covered semi-precious
stones pressured into existence.
More than the chipped off
and sanded smooth. Clearly
more.
.
Rock-cut potential for illumination,
a marble face and a marble laurel
that long ago owned a model
that saw with sparkling eyes
the world of ancient stone
cutters.
.
Lady A
12-18-12
152a
.