Sunday, June 16, 2013

dVerse - Potter's Wheel




















Potter's Wheel

Your words merge with mine
a world where time stands still
no tick tock of a running clock
moments frozen in black & white

kneading our thoughts, caked hands
moist clay on a potter's wheel
our words form unique poetry
spinning
  molding
    shaping
dark verses blossom
within our handmade vase

setting the stage, meeting of our minds
candlelight flickers, melting hot wax
music soft & low, dimness hides our fears
our souls scream to touch, is that a sin

we eloquently dine, tasting the sweetness
within the world of reds, seductive
smooth as silk, a fine Merlot
we drink with delight/savoring each sip

your lips touch my racing heart
as words spill, staining the tablecloth
gently dabbing the corner of my eyes, black tears
captured in your net of lies


I still long to hear your words of love...




29 comments:

  1. words can be so much... ugh on the net of lies - love the potter's wheel image, the kneading and forming of words and verse..a sensual experience at times...nice...

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    1. Claudia,

      Thank yo so much..it is a unique experience the forming of words and verse.

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  2. very intense and seductive... loved the 'kneading your thoughts' like clay... beautifully done
    ~Miriam

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    1. Miriam, thank you so much..

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  3. What a way to show how words can touch you deep and seduct.. Love the imagery of the clay... really good. and then that end... captured in a net of lies...

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    1. Thank you so much for your lovely reply..it is always nice to see you here. Have a wonderful night..

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  4. Look at you go
    With the lovey dovey at your show
    Seducing one in
    Are you a harpy at your bin? lol
    and I have to say
    That my ocd might curl its nose up at your bay
    With a dirty tablecloth though
    Just don't let the stains show lol

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    1. Pat,

      You are funny the tablecloth
      is stained because the wine
      did flow..it was satin white
      prior to the show..

      ok, you have me laughing as always..
      now, about that dough???? I am kneading it..

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    2. Dear Lord.... you make me want to put on the rubber boots Pat stole from me. I once wrote a sexy poem for a girlfriend of mine, then her mother got hold of it and made her dump me. The nerve, right? I guess I was ahead of my time. Kneading it, are you now? ;)

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    3. Hi Blue,

      Thanks for stopping over..How are you feeling today?
      I would like to read that poem you wrote..the nerve imagine that..ahead of your time????

      Have a good night!

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    4. Kneading it will get you no where
      Could bake though at your lair haha

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    5. Well, bread is always delicious
      hot and fresh from the oven
      yummy for my tummy
      care for a slice..

      It may not be money
      but, it tastes good
      with butter or honey

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    6. She had the only copy, this is true
      Too bad she dumped me with her zombieshoe :(

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    7. The only copy that is too bad
      perhaps, you can write a new
      love poem someday..fill
      it to the rim with endearments
      then you can't go wrong...

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    8. There were no computers at the time
      Well, not in our cave - it's a crime
      So poof gone it went up into smoke
      I wish I could still remember it or would it be a joke?

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  5. Oh dear - this takes an intense turn here - very well done! k .

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    1. Thank you! Well it was about contrast..the double edge of words..again, thanks so much for the comment..it is appreciated.

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  6. oh nice...like that scene out of ghost you know...smiles...there is just something about mixing art, sloppy wet clay and romance that gets me...smiles. love htat last line too...smiles.

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    1. Hi Brian,

      Hope you are enjoying your Father's Day. Thank you so much for taking the time to come over for a visit and leaving such a nice comment. That scene from ghost was hauntingly beautiful.

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  7. Ah, the emotions that combinations of words can inspire. You had the sensual working, pulling me along in tenderness, and then the realization it isn't completely what I thought. Very good imagery.

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    1. Hi,

      Thanks for the visit..yes, I gave this poem a twist a bit of a surprise ending.

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  8. Yes, you drew me into all of that. Exquisite.

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    1. Dave,

      Thanks for the read and reply.

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  9. black tears
    captured in your net of lies

    Ouch in the turn of the story ~ Like the imagery of the clay in the potter's wheel ~

    Lovely share, thanks ~

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    1. Heaven,

      Thanks for the visit always nice to see you here.

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  10. This is subtly sensuous and touching too. Nice.

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  11. amazing either beauty or ugliness can come from our mouths

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    1. Thanks you for the read..well words can carry a double edge sword at times. I think we sometimes need to think before we speak.

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