we are earthen vessels
clay
kiln fired
we last until-
then our shards litter earth
forever.
but we are all
not all
clay.
divine impurities,
glass, mica, diamonds,
shine from us-
brighter light
unsensed by stone.
these soul sparks
are us,
as is
clay
.
About Ken Greenman
Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free!
Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
Poems by Ken 