constructing poetry

my reminder

at the end of things,
I remember.

to throw a pot well,
requires a thousand hours
of throwing poor pots,
each time the clay becomes
more obedient to the potter’s will,
more willing to be shaped,
because the potter’s hands
grow stronger, surer—
and so it is in everything.

words are my clay,
my canvas, my yarn—
and to turn them into dream,
I must work with them,
constantly. consistently.

as I end a challenge to write poetry every day,
following the prompts with exactness—
I remember why I promised myself
to write every day,
polishing, honing, becoming
better with every word.

line count: 22

Prompt ▼

Prompt for: Feb 27 (Fyn/Ren)
Subject or Theme: What have you learned during the cup? About you or China or your writing?
Word(s) to Include: use three words that are simply words you really like! (or any derivatives of these words)
Forbidden Word(s): learn (or any derivatives of these words)
Additional Parameters: at least 16 lines
Remember, do not use forbidden words ANYWHERE, including title or the brief description.