Line Gauthier Poet Imagism

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The Urn

a pot of clay to some
a piece of art to others
a muted shape of brittle ashen brown
with subtle ridges hidden to the naked eye
meant to be discovered only to the touch

my hands linger caressing the arches and the curves
etched like an old vinyl record played again once more
just between the you and me ~ that one thin wall of clay
protecting your ashes lovingly contained within ~
solemn the urn stands here in its place of honour



AP: 2nd place 2022

Submitted on March 6, 2022 for contest FORM I - IMAGISM sponsored by CONSTANCE LA FRANCE  -  RANKED 4TH

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Constance La France March 19, 2022 at 8:30 AM Line, congratulations on your win in my Imagism contest, such a sad and emotional poem ~Constance Line Gauthier March 19, 2022 at 6:54 PM Thanks, Constance. Much appreciated ~

Timothy Mcguire March 9, 2022 at 11:27 PM I can feel your love of that urn in the touch of your fingers. Well done, great poem. Line Gauthier March 10, 2022 at 4:56 AM Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Timothy ~

Geoffrey Brewer March 7, 2022 at 5:36 PM The shock of the final two lines added an emotional frisson to a reading of purely aesthetic stimulation. Very effective writing, Line. Line Gauthier March 7, 2022 at 10:08 PM Thank you for your lovely comment, Geoffrey ~ much appreciated.