Illustration Friday..."Identical"

Clay pots huddled together, 

Each one identical to the other,

 Yet I will choose, 

My eyes cannot be fooled.

 

Illustration Friday...."Gesture"

Walking by on a still night,

In the soft moonlight,

I saw a lady in a tree,

Or did the tree just gesture to me?

A dance of joy unfolded then,

In a moment all was silent again.

She is still there, the lady in the tree,

You would see her if you were me.