A Rough Diamond

[Colm Roe]

He's taking shape,
it depends how you look at him.

Rough edges, now polished
but inside, in a certain light
on close inspection...                                                              if you look close...
a flaw or two.
 
He's making a granite headstone.
 
Sometimes the blade exposes a surprise,
a curious line,
an apparent imperfection
called a white horse.

It gallops a brazen declaration,
breaking the regular pattern.
You might see a defect.                                                             They see a flaw. 

He knows
Time dissolves with ease,
but it will be the last to leave.












 

[Dave]

I like the poem but confess i dont get who is who since there are only pronouns and the first he does not appear to be the second he, for example. And who are the they that suddenly appear. Sorry could be just me

[Colm Roe]

I like the poem but confess i dont get who is who since there are only pronouns and the first he does not appear to be the second he, for example. And who are the they that suddenly appear. Sorry could be just me

It's the same 'he' throughout  Dave. 'They' are the same observers as the 'you' in S1.
Glad you liked it. 

 

[Colm Roe]

I stand corrected Dave. 'They' IS wrong!   

[Tracy Mitchell]

Closing lines are stellar.

T

[Colm Roe]

Welcome back T 
Glad you liked it. 
I won't bump the other two you commented on...but thanks for reading and for your suggestions