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Clay Poems - Poems about Clay

Horatio Nelson
Years ago I did so choose, to go on a Caribbean clipper ship cruise, and, in addition to several other islands, anchored off Nevis, northwest of Saint Kitts, where, in the late 1780's, Nelson had lived, and still bears traces of his presence today, in various parts, pieces and bits. When our windjammer Skipper informed us, 'Shopping here's good, snorkeling is bad,' I...

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Categories: clay, boat, character, fun, journey,
Form: Rhyme
The Rolling Stones ain’t no clay !
Sponsor: Oliver Mckeithan Rolling Stones Song Titles : 16 lines submitted : 17/7/25 ________________________ ANGIE, my devoted dark Love really and truly I don’t want you UNDER MY THUMB it hurts us both as you PAINT IT BLACK~ makes me wanna hack freedom’s our choice, our soul’s ardent desire YOU CAN’T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT we have...

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Categories: clay, character, emotions, feelings, freedom,
Form: Verse



Not entirely clay
[Verse 1] No place to go if the door to your heart is closed, When your love stays my subject, even when I doze, Yet you keep ignoring the true love I propose. You're already driving me nuts, everyone knows, Though many loves abound, to yours, none comes near close. [Pre–Chorus] Day by day, to have your love I pray, Less...

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Categories: clay, emotions, feelings, love, prayer,
Form: Lyric
Hands Of Clay
Silence! A labouring sleep, Got into trance Of a great leap! Away from residence. The crush to say As adultage, Meant to be paid. Has gained teenage, Having hands of clay! Those responsibility A man gains Bearing sensibility. Inside the rain, Has got his ability! Soft gentle hands, Got them to pawn. Changing the books, Also about the pen, Beneathing piercing hook! Congrats ERA! Dreams broke, Desires too! After the father, Of great gratitude!...

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Categories: clay, angel, care, child, childhood,
Form: Rhyme Royal
Premium Member What Hearts Are Made Of
HEARTS of gold will melt in the heat of scorn n'pride, where greed is born. hearts of stone feel no pain, loss, nor happiness again. numb to sorrow but also peace... imprisoned in stone with no release. a heart of lead, so heavy with poison, with bitterness, regret, weighing you down into the dark~ into depths to drown. a heart of clay will grow stronger in the oven...

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Categories: clay, heart, perspective, true love,
Form: Etheree



Crowing Achievement
Ground fenced becomes a fall garden deterring squirrels' and rabbits' play. Guard the soil that winter will harden defeating Indiana clay. Gilded tulips (unsightly bulbs' pardon) deserve a diadem come May. ...

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Categories: clay, 11th grade, garden, may,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member At the beginning, your thoughts are like fresh clay
At the beginning, your thoughts are like fresh clay, malleable and soft to the touch, shaped by the hands of your early desires, like a canvas painted with dreams dancing under the morning light. As time passes, the clay hardens, fired by the heat of failure, cooled by the chill of loss, and in that hardening, it finds its true...

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Categories: clay, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member I can build a new personality, like a sculptor shaping the clay of life
I can build a new personality, like a sculptor shaping the clay of life, But I feel the gaze of who I once was, watching me from the shadow of memories, I try to bury her, but my hands weaken when digging deep into the past, And I cannot burn her, for the flames would leave scars on...

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Categories: clay, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Ignite
Take a look Read me like a book Fill my brown pages If you find them empty Write in me feel at ease Make me happy sad good bad I’m a mirror of your imagination Like an Etch a Sketch I’m easily reset I’m here for your emancipation I am the art of your heart Paint me if that is your spark Speak me...

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Categories: clay, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member From A Lump Of Wet Clay To Sacred Fire
From her sacred heart blooms a flowered essence anointed in sapience and love ; Insightful, as the rain from God's parapet this cloistered soul rings true only for the Maker's open hand. Touched by His Grace, he has created "The Mystic " in her, from a lump of wet clay to Sacred...

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Categories: clay, analogy, memory,
Form: Free verse
A rainy day
It is a rainy day, ...

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Categories: clay, 12th grade, 1st grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member Kansas is Clay Country
I have flowers all over the yard not planted, but rather in pots for this is Kansas Clay country Sometimes I Iong for the fields of Iowa where even the bottom lands has pliable dirt this clay encourages renegade trees I have tripped over them and fallen down three times this week You would think I would have caught myself at least once being 72 is...

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Categories: clay, flower, garden,
Form: Prose Poetry
Children's Poems IX
The Tapestry of Leaves Michael R. Burch Leaves unfold as life is sold or bartered, for a moment in the sun. The interchange of lives is strange: what reason—life—when death leaves all undone? O, earthly son when rest is won and wrested from this ground, then through my clay's soft mortal soot thrust forth your root until your leaves embrace the sun's bright rays. The Long Days Lengthening Into...

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Categories: clay, baseball, dark, death, earth,
Form: Rhyme
The Light Shines in Jars of Clay
When God commanded the light to shine out of earth’s darkness, the light obeyed. Then He sent the Light, His Son, divine to earth - God’s glory thru the Christ conveyed. This Light of the World has ascended back to His Father from whom He came. But His Spirit He has extended enlightening all who trust in His name. We house treasured spirit...

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Categories: clay, 11th grade, allegory, father,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member LA or Carolina Clay
Purple phone on the piano Red rings sing of missed rendezvous I’m sure it is my fuchsia fellow But what’s a cocoa girl to do I’m in love with music and neon notes Are so fun to tangerine discover His heart amethyst art full of hope But melodies are my mahogany lover He beckons me with a turquoise tease I’m the man,...

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Categories: clay, america, angst, anxiety, art,
Form: Rhyme

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