Free verse № 128946
a love not meant to be
one coil at a time, apologies loop higher;
a steady spiral--progress, a mix of liquid hope
and concrete fears
combed together, a smooth surface;
a jug that I fill with love and offer
to you
ignoring the cracked and leaking base
6 comments
Perhaps it could have been, but it was rushed to the kiln with too much attention paid to the "now" of the coils, not enough of the base. The combing is applying a comb to the coils (it's meant to be a coil pot) to smooth the edges together and make a flat surface out of an inherently ridged one.
I'll try to give it some more serious thought when I wake up. :)
Thanks!
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