Illustration Friday..."Wheel"

The potter at his wheel,

Spins a slender dream,

Like a tune or a song,

A bit of clay takes form,

Stretching and turning,

Spinning and curling,

A work of art is born.

Illustration Friday..."Identical"

Clay pots huddled together, 

Each one identical to the other,

 Yet I will choose, 

My eyes cannot be fooled.