Pottery

~ Vanessa

August 2, 2017
I have come into my own
Dredged through
The swamp
Of the lowest
of my lows
And pulled myself up
To stand erect
Looked back in reflection
And from the muck
Sculpted a self
I can admire
I am the potter and clay,
I am the pot
-that which cannot exist
Without
the gaping hole
at center

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Published by Vanessa

Mother, WRITER, artist, student, dreamer, civil and human rights activist, humanitarian, minister in process, mystic, sentient being. I write to remember; I write to discover; I write to understand; in order to be closer/higher/connected.

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