Pottery/Poetry {a #poem}

heart potato from my garden, 2020

Potent works of art we are

molded by God, thrown on

the wheel, mud at his mercy.

Shaped and used as He wills,

fired in this earthly kiln–

refined, His glory glazes.

Empty vessels, He fills us,

to water others with love,

slaking their thirst.

Sometimes we leak

through cracks, clay

ready for redemption, then

repaired, we speak of hope

and second chances.


As poems we are Heaven’s words

to the world, living pens in

his hand, writing truth as

we tell of pain and the past in

rhyme and rhythm, speaking

in tones that fit the time, invisible

language lands on listening ears.


No two messages alike.

We are varied.


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4 thoughts on “Pottery/Poetry {a #poem}

  1. I love it…or “I'll just be a poem” …I also enjoyed the connection you made between pottery and poetry…so much fun word play going on over here 🙂

  2. Nancy, I originally was going to call this post 'Poema' but thought the Greek might throw some people off. Hmmmmmmmmm…..
    I sure appreciate your comments–you have been such an encouragement and support.

  3. You are so right, Jody. We ARE poetry. Paul says in Ephesians 2:10 that we are God's workmanship, his works of art. According to a note in my Bible, that word, “workmanship,” in Greek is actually “poema,” from which we get our English word, “poem.” God has made us to be heavenly poetry on this earth–beautiful, gracious, and touching the hearts of others. Beautiful in character, gracious in attitude, and ministering to those around us. Such a privilege!

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