Spun into Glory

 

“In the end, we'll all become stories.” Margaret Atwood

Everyone wants to be the flower,

not the vase molded from clay and bone.

 

On the dark side of moonless vanity

art is assigned to be a stage prop

to adorn ego, and not speak the vision of muses.

 

I am a vessel…the curved spin of eye and hand

formed from earth and fallen stars…tangible grown

from the unseen to be visible.

 

My imperfections are the glory

of a thumbprint no one else holds,

the flame of a dreamer never extinguished.

 

I am the keeper of life until the blossom

succumbs to the wilted rest of a memory.

 

©Susie Clevenger 2021

The Sunday Muse #164


Comments

Fireblossom said…
Beautiful, Susie.
Carrie Van Horn said…
Oh Susie this is one of your finest! I love this poem! It is the kind worthy of being framed and read every day!!
Sherry Blue Sky said…
This is brilliant. Yes, one of your best.
indybev said…
Beautiful. Our imperfections are those "thumbprints" that make us each one-of=a-kind.
Helen said…
I am a vessel. My favorite words in an awesome poem. See you Wednesday.
robkistner said…
Yes Susie, and long after the bloom is dust, the vessel shall still be — for art & craft are beyond their form.
Jim said…
Then we throw the wilted flower away but the vase is always saved.
Now if the flower is a gift it is nice to include a vase for it also.
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JadeLi said…
The last two lines say it all. What is empty beauty other than an example not to follow. Better to be a nurturer of life in all of its depth.
C. Sandlin said…
*wild cheering from the back of the theater* This is beautiful.
hedgewitch said…
Each stanza has its own little jewel to offer us. Beautifully expressed, and full of truths.
kaykuala said…
I am the keeper of life until the blossom
succumbs to the wilted rest of a memory.

Love the close Susie! Good to be passionate with any creativity or a creative endeavor. To preserve the richness of culture may even turn lucrative!

Hank
Sunita said…
My imperfections are the glory
of a thumbprint no one else holds,
the flame of a dreamer never extinguished.


There you go with the perfect lines, Susie. Loved this poem beyond words.
"Everyone wants to be the flower"

Great first line, Susie!
R's Rue said…
Wow. Susie, this is amazing. Well done.
www.rsrue.blogspot.com
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Ajudzia said…
This is the first poem I am reading and I am captivated already. Beautiful poem, with far too many perfect lines. Amazing.