You called them and they came
to hear your words of wisdom.
You spoke to them with the tongue of a prophet
as you led your flock astray
creating visions of a life everlasting
a hopeful dream to those
who had no direction.
But...something went dreadfully wrong
with your ingenious plan and
the government came knocking on your door.
Then you broke God's law,
when you took another man's life
something that the son of God would never do.
Your words of deceit were unveiled
for what they really were
and you bite the dust in disgrace.
A Nation has been saddened,
because you led your innocent lambs
to their slaughter...still...proclaiming to be...
The Leader Of The Lambs.
Milo Von Strom
Man Of Clay
Everytime...I work with Clay
a warm feeling of oneness with the earth
gently washes over my soul.
Because...I know that this wounderful skill
that I have is a gracious gift from God.
And...there is no more wounderful feeling
on this earth...
Than to be able...to create...what you dream.
Milo Von Strom
a warm feeling of oneness with the earth
gently washes over my soul.
Because...I know that this wounderful skill
that I have is a gracious gift from God.
And...there is no more wounderful feeling
on this earth...
Than to be able...to create...what you dream.
Milo Von Strom
Milo Making Pots
Laura's Creations
milo_strom@hotmail.com
Which piece of pottery do you like best ?
Computer Guy
Raptor In Waiting
Spin And Create
She gave me her heart
and I placed it gently
on my potters wheel,
spinning and shaping it
as I desired.
I glazed her innocent eyes
with a lover's passion,
as I sealed our love
with a smoldering kiss.
She was a shiny new possession
unique in her design,
but then there was another...
waiting for me, to spin and shape;
so I set her aside...
like all the others...before
who learned to late,
that a potters...only true love
is to spin and create.
Milo Von Strom
and I placed it gently
on my potters wheel,
spinning and shaping it
as I desired.
I glazed her innocent eyes
with a lover's passion,
as I sealed our love
with a smoldering kiss.
She was a shiny new possession
unique in her design,
but then there was another...
waiting for me, to spin and shape;
so I set her aside...
like all the others...before
who learned to late,
that a potters...only true love
is to spin and create.
Milo Von Strom
Praying Mantis
Green Celadon Bowl
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
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