Patterns in Clay

Posted on June 13, 2021 by purplepeninportland

Written for: Sunday Muse #164

As I create
another vase,
I peer down
at my hands.
An intriguing web
of clay forms
patterns on my fingers, 
art work more innovative
than my pots and vases.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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17 Responses to Patterns in Clay

  1. Helen Dehner says:
    June 13, 2021 at 1:10 am

    I would agree with your surmise … I love the look and feel of the hands.

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  2. robtkistner says:
    June 13, 2021 at 2:49 am

    Isn’t it amazing what beauty can be found in the unintentional? Loved the perspective here Sara — well written!

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  3. Beverly Crawford says:
    June 13, 2021 at 3:24 pm

    A beautiful nod to the Master Creator!

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  4. Carrie V. H. says:
    June 13, 2021 at 4:06 pm

    Oh how I love the perspective you went with Sara! A lovely and thought provoking poem!

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  5. Digi Daddy World says:
    June 13, 2021 at 9:27 pm

    This is beautiful
    Love this

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  6. msjadeli says:
    June 14, 2021 at 1:20 am

    Art is where you find it and it is everywhere if you take time to look. I enjoyed reading your poem.

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  7. wyndolynne says:
    June 14, 2021 at 12:20 pm

    Distracted in the middle of a project by yet another idea…I can relate. 🙂

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  8. Susie Clevenger says:
    June 14, 2021 at 7:34 pm

    Love how you focused on the hands, the intricacies of the body art more fascinating that what it creates.

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