Between Us  /37

 

     There is a time

          made for mending;

     it is the space between

          all things broken.

 

     There is a color

          which you can not see

     Past your moods

          with none to caress.

 

     There is a world

          among worlds

     adrift in this ocean

          of starry emotions.

 

     There is this heart

          reflecting all I can see

     off eyes, from a

          mind that illuminates.

 

     There is hope

          for us yet while

     Earth turns and we

          revolve around it.

 

 

37. 

 



Comments

  1. Mike HilerFebruary 19, 2021 at 6:43 AM

    Jars are one of the most satisfying forms to make in Ceramics. There is the freedom of just hollowing out clay and the technical aspect of getting the lid to fit. However, other than a "Stash" jar, there really isn't much demand for lidded jars, except as gifts. I guess you could keep your computer cables in a jar? otherwise, glorified door stops!

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