Real Steel

today is dazzling.
actually, everyday is.
monday, tuesday, all days.

though, in my mind and heart,
there's a reflective thought,
is there ever a perfect day to start?

no, may be all it takes,
is tiny little shakes?
to move forward and achieve,
to break barriers and believe.

even an earthen pot
when built, is molded a lot;
akin to that ball of clay,
if we sway our mighty way,
spin wildly on that determined wheel,
find that elusive shape to appeal,
glaze fire in a kiln of zeal
into becoming nothing but real steel.

- AH, 01/29/2025

Reviews

[GlendaK]

You, of course, see beauty in the shaping of the clay pot. I see all the mistakes, the clumping and grinding.
Thank goodness for poets who see beauty.
Another awesome piece, Poet.

[A.H.]

mistakes create beauty, or I may say there's no perfection without imperfections :) everything is beautiful, just that the way we see it. before it became a clay pot, it went through that boring, painful grind, kneading, spinning, the heat and all that was not beautiful to perceive or feel. life is that, isn't it? I look to get to the brighter side, mistakes are always there :) Thanks so much for reading and the wonderful review, GlendalK. Appreciate that!