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A Potter's Hand

Coarse, featureless shards stagnating Fodder for a discerning hand's mending Putty strands their potential value bleating For a potter's touch; new life entreating Gentle hands rough surface massaging Rubbery texture patting and preening Carefully each lump, fold kneading Instinctively more clay into mixture feeding Pressing the mass around the wheel now speeding Softly caressing, while each corner buttressing Holpen hands new shape, form deeding A spherical chalice deftly molding Each cascading side symetrically scaling Delicate fingers each crenelation each groove formulating Peeling off excessive fragments, proportions receding Moisture from the master's hand now bleeding Patiently, a primitive, tidy colander forging With rythmic, patterned movements shearing An artistically, woven pot from the wheel emerging A magestic artifact the maestroes skill divulging

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/20/2011 2:43:00 PM
Really like your poem... it reminded me of my first pottery...I wasn't so "masterful" thou. Thanks for reading my work.
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Date: 1/17/2011 2:27:00 PM
Stephen, this is a beautiful poem, I really enjoyed it, thank you:)))
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Date: 1/17/2011 1:45:00 PM
A creative write that takes the reader on a ride..we can do all ....
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Date: 1/17/2011 12:57:00 PM
with patients all is posible. the hands the motion that tangle and swing into creation. well done and said Stephen~take care~Skat
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