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My Old Bible

"My Old Bible"Though the cover is worn,And the pages are torn,And though places bear traces of tears,Yet more precious than goldIs this book worn and old,That can shatter and scatter all fears.This old book is my guide,‘Tis a friend by my side,It w...
by The Potter and the Clay on Nov 17, 2014

(Poem) My Old Bible

"My Old Bible"Though the cover is worn,And the pages are torn,And though places bear traces of tears,Yet more precious than goldIs this book worn and old,That can shatter and scatter all fears.This old book is my guide,‘Tis a friend by my side,It w...
by The Potter and the Clay on Sep 27, 2014

The Vision

"The Vision" You are the vision, you are the image of the dream, The voice among the stars, the silence in the stream; A breath of the infinite poise, where space and time are spun, And the circling orbits wheel their planet round the sun. Beyond t...
by The Potter and the Clay on Jul 23, 2011

Sunday prayer-poem

Today, O Lord O Lord, I pray That for this dayI may not swerve By foot or hand From Thy commandNot to be served, but to serve. This, too, I pray, That from this dayNo love of ease Nor pride prevent My good intentNot to be pleased, but to please...
by The Potter and the Clay on Jul 10, 2011

Sunday Poem

Out of the Void There’s a part of the sun in the pineapple, There’s a part of the moon in the cactus; There’s a part of the flimsy worm In every sturdy tree that grows. Out of the vast comes the nearness of now; Out of the void come...
by The Potter and the Clay on May 22, 2011

Wrapped in Sheets

I roll around the bed, Smuggling time and grumbling, The less I do The more I fall, Wrapped in sheets And calling for conclusions, Terminally confused, A drugged cat in a basket, The sound a rocking chair makes, A joke called Sunday. Poetry.net...
by Dunstan Carter Poetry on Apr 27, 2009


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