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This pat of clay
Contributed by
Mihiri
on
Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 09:18:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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A pat of warm clay, resting in my hand,
Shapeless, yet open to manipulation by me,
On my own two feet do I firmly stand,
As I alter its appearance according to whatever I see
I dare not press too hard,
Lest the cream should ooze through,
But, its contents I must safe guard,
While its figure I renew
Oh! Clay, pray! Dry not, for the sun shall go down,
The cool of the night will appear,
But who am I to decide? Its life years be unknown,
Someday it shall wither and all will be clear
Copyright ©
Mihiri
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2004-11-16 09:18:16]
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Re: This pat of clay
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 09:22:17 AM AEST
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A very open-minded poem that could have many different meaning. Very well written
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Re: This pat of clay
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by Sinned on
Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 05:13:41 PM AEST
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Dampen your hands---interesting write.
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