#sculpted poems on Hello Poetry

Rowan S Mar 2019

I am a living memory of you

For as a sculptor
Slow and methodic with the clay
You have shaped and molded
My very being
And all can see
Your impassioned mark on me
A testament to kindness
Tried, and true

Pulled from something a recently wrote (and posted). Sometimes the pieces are better than the whole.

#clay #sculpted #learning #thepast #reflection

E McNamara Mar 2018

Thoughts

My mind the ocean
Waves crashing, always changing.
Ships sinking,
Sitting on the ocean floor, forgotten.
Ships thriving,
Discovering new land, flourishing.
Ships sculpted,
Brand new, setting out to sea-
Freshly crafted.
The ships like my sailing thoughts,
Wandering.
Expanding.
Forgotten.

My thoughts are always sailing.

#ships #forgotten #new #ocean #waves #sinking #sculpted #wandering #expanding

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