by Darin Barney

It’s just clay…

Oh, look at you, the clay’s best friend,
With muddy hands, you set the trend.


Your “masterpiece” a lumpy sight,
A true Picasso in dim light.


Each twist and turn, a work of art,
Or so you claim, with all your heart.

But let’s be real, it’s just a mess,
A blob of clay, no more, no less.

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Potter’s Predicament

The potter sat with clay in hand, A masterpiece, he had it planned. But as the wheel began to spin, The clay took on a mind within.

A lopsided bowl, a wobbly vase, His studio turned into a craze. With every spin, the clay would flop, A comedy that wouldn’t stop.

He tried to mold a perfect cup, But ended with a squishy lump. His friends all laughed, “Oh, what a sight! Your pottery’s a sheer delight!”

But in the end, with messy hands, He made a pot that somehow stands. A potter’s life, a funny tale, Where every flop can still prevail.

Handbuilder’s Masterpiece

Oh, look at you, with clay in hand, Creating “art” that’s oh-so-grand. Each pinch and coil, a work of fame, A lumpy mug, a misshaped frame.

Your “technique” is truly rare, A blob of clay, with flair to spare. No wheel for you, just hands and grit, A masterpiece? Well, not quite it.

But keep on building, don’t despair, Your “art” will surely cause a stare. For in each lump and crooked seam, Lies the heart of an artist’s dream.

Glazing Guru

What can we do, with glaze so bright, transforming clay, what a sight! Each brushstroke pure perfection, true, A masterpiece in every hue.

But wait, what’s this? A drip, a crack? Your “art” has taken quite the smack. The kiln reveals your grand design, A blotchy mess, but hey, it’s fine.

Your glazing skills, they truly shine, In every flaw, a crooked line. So keep on glazing, don’t despair, Your “talent” fills the world with flair.