all the days painting... by Deborah S Regan We spent all the days painting (if the clay could only fit in the kiln) and still went unsatisfied wanted them to feel guilty as is our anger could spread its tentacles towards them 02/03/2002 Posted on 02/03/2002 Copyright © 2025 Deborah S Regan Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 06/30/10 at 03:57 PM to shuck this ode is to capture the pearl of its splendid metaphor. Return to the Previous Page     pathetic.org FAQ Members Poetry Center Login Signup   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)