I am one of your many..chivalrous children,
who believed in liberty and faught hard to preserve
our American ideals in a land far away.
Now...I rise up once again like a flaming Phoenix,
from the ashes of yesteryear...to remind everyone;
that I still have a direction and a purpose in this life.
For...I dare to give a voice to all that can not speak,
of the cost...of the bloodly cross...that we carrried...
so that our country...would remain free.
America...never forget our founding father or me.
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
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment