Pottery Poem by Lori Boulard

Beautiful faces like works of art
Parade expressionless through the city
Skillfully molded by well-commissioned hands
Baked to bronze perfection under an electric sun
Glazed to a fine finish enhancing every detail
Flawless, emotionless terra cotta
Walking and watching
And achingly awaiting
Some fateful hand
To deliver the blow
To smash the façade
To the earth below
To reveal the soil of a life
And nurture the seed rooted within