Best Clay Poems

The clay goes round and round, on the Potters wheel
With gentle touches, and pressures he creates what he feels
One is a bowl for eating soup, another a cup for drinking tea
Each one is crafted uniquely special, showing his individuality.

Handled with care by the Potter, while...

Continue reading...

He walks, hardly touching earth,
His arms provoke cerulean sky 
As wings about to try and fly:
Raising a new eternal bird.
                         ...

Continue reading...

Dismal tale of men and women in the dirty rail compartment
No conception of the charm being knitted by the movement
Of the necklace of gentle light in the pants shirts and blouses
All is too occupied in their struggle to notice the kind crescent 
As they are...

Continue reading...

So simple, that we turn to this
we turn and inside out we twist
our words and lips to blow a kiss
to darkness as it echoes

So wicked, that we listen still
we turn and twist against our will
upon the back that's broken 'till
it sings our voice in stone

So...

Continue reading...

(Free Verse)

The oceans shores with their rocky paths,through which, 
I can can still see a shining ray of light.
Far away sinking into splendor, too great for a heart 
Was to hold. 

The heart has its own memory, like the mind, to keep afloat 
Its faith...

Continue reading...

My heart is soft like fragile clay
To bend and move within Your hands
Emotions grow, then fade away
As life is changed by Your commands

For You alone, O Potter, can
Make usefulness from my weak clay
From dust and ashes You made man
You made me who I am today

And...

Continue reading...

Jeremiah Clay

1831 – 1897


To my friends in the faith:
In life, I often observed the ants.
Great profound lessons can be learned
Within the microcosm
Of their silent movements 
And relentless deliberations.
I have seen the sanguinary Argentines
Invade the nests of the weaker ones
Have watched them trespass and kidnap and...

Continue reading...

The Deacon’s Feet of Clay  

By Elton Camp

At the fundamentalist church, Larry is a deacon
As a truth-teller, he’s thought a shining beacon
“It is the lake of fire into which liars are thrown.
Truth I always tell so I won’t moan and groan.”

Larry exemplified the family...

Continue reading...

A very famous champion,
 an inspiring enthusiastic man was he
Who has  now departed , yet is quoted, 
for many pearls of wisdom
Vociferous king , 
of the boxing ring
A sports star
And such a sport too.
A motivating peace star who shot up to deserved stardom
The earth be proud...

Continue reading...

The Potter, drenched in his noon-day sweat,
Sat hunched, cursing his fate;
The Clay which he fiddled with now
And the wheel he made to rotate,
Found him saddedned by a thought--
Saddened by his inward urge:
Should he make two separate 
figures?
Or should they be merged?

Straining softly his fingers, first
He...

Continue reading...

Strange how Life can be more than a story
Plots and characters bring a pleasant thrill
With laughter and tears, some sad and funny
Tragedies and heartaches may bring Pain's chill.

A finite journey men must tread along
But storms and trials make it clear to me
In the end there's...

Continue reading...

                       Your destiny is...
             As malleable as a wet clay. 
...

Continue reading...

in the potter's hands
                                         ...

Continue reading...

food, god, and the universe as you
You are the universe (I insist and will prove it)
So say grace before you eat ...
You agree we are stardust, the stuff of the Universe
So say grace before you eat, but think productively ...
If stars & humans are stardust,...

Continue reading...

Winter sun is yellow gold
Making mud run of melting snow
And Carolina clay is frozen hill
Where kids sled and play at will

Frosted sky with cotton cloud
In the eye of guy driving snow plow
He’s hard at work while we all play
All school kids search for snowy days
...

Continue reading...