Original Poem: “The Potter”

“The Potter”

The third poem in a series: the poet as potter.

                    THE POTTER
Common clay dug from a river bank,
Carted back in a creaking wheelbarrow,
Where it’s shoveled into lidded buckets.
In one shapeless lump, thrown on the wheel;
Spun and slowly molded into being
By the potter’s caressing, knowing hands
Into a shape of elegant design and form
Before glazed and fired in a blazing kiln.
To emerge days later from its fiery ordeal
An expression of the potter’s very soul,
To be admired and, with time, cherished.

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( “The Potter” © 2012, Poeticmeditation.  All rights reserved. )


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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