Potter Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

Potter



Over uncomprehending clay
the potter’s ageing bent
rheumatic fingers play.

Beneath the skin,
seeking shape, they move
to feel, again and then again,

through ache of pain
the ache of love.

Friday, November 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: creativity
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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