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    The Clay in the Potter's Hands: Southern Poetry: Southern Poetry, #1
    The Clay in the Potter's Hands: Southern Poetry: Southern Poetry, #1
    The Clay in the Potter's Hands: Southern Poetry: Southern Poetry, #1
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    The Clay in the Potter's Hands: Southern Poetry: Southern Poetry, #1

    By Jen Lowry

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    Jen Lowry's first book of Southern poetry is reminiscent of childhood days gone passed, parents journeying on, and finding out what it means to keep going after they're gone. Inspired by her life events, Jen writes from her heart, and this collection is just that - a heartfelt testimony of an everyday woman. This book is broken into two parts. Shaping includes poetry from Jen's memories of her childhood, from front porch swings, wishing on weeds, and catching lightning bugs in a Mason jar. Modeling shares the struggles, pain, hope, and joy of Jen's adult life and learning how to move on from her parent's passing on.  "But now, LORD, you are our father. We are the clay, and you are our potter. All of us are the work of your hand." Isaiah 64:8. 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMonarch Educational Services, L.L.C.
    Release dateAug 9, 2019
    ISBN9781393707349
    The Clay in the Potter's Hands: Southern Poetry: Southern Poetry, #1
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    Jen Lowry

    Jen Lowry lives outside of Raleigh, North Carolina and is a proud native of Robeson County. She is the author of a YA contemporary fiction novel, Sweet Potato Jones (2020 with Swoon Romance) and the best-selling Everyday Mom Challenge series. You’ll find her enjoying every second of life spent with her family (preferably in pajamas). If you ask her what she’s reading it’s probably more than one book. Learn more about Jen at www.jenlowrywrites.com and follow her online @jenlowrywrites. The Hartwell Chronicles: Teenage Exorcist  Book Two Release Date – December 13, 2019

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      The Clay in the Potter's Hands - Jen Lowry

      Books by Jen Lowry

      Children’s Books

      Dear God, Please Take Care of Rambo

      Myrtle’s Garden

      MG Fiction

      My Boyfriend’s Back Angels in Love Series

      Lyric Harper & the Harmonic Bridge

      The Raptor Revolution Save Christmas Mountain

      YA Fiction

      The Hartwell Chronicles Teenage Exorcist Series

      Bridges The Lightbearers Series

      Sweet Potato Jones (Swoon Romance, 2020)

      Dr. Jennifer Ikner Lowry

      Challenge Devotional Series

      Happy Renewal Year

      Everyday Mom Challenge

      30 Day Teacher Challenge

      Fingerprint Curriculum

      To Eli, for dreaming with me

      To Solomon and Samuel, my loves forever

      Part One: Shaping

      The Light

      CAPTURE LIGHT

      Fire hands

      Tickle palms

      Breathe held

      Clasping the mason jar with knees

      Holed lids from an ice pick

      Splitting the tranquility

      Even with soft steps

      Evading dance in mid air

      Here then gone again

      Hair green blades pricking bare legs

      Skidded a rock against concrete

      Can’t help breaking noise

      As the hunt transpires

      Darting slit eyes in deep

      Concentration

      Daring one closer

      Black then electric quickly moving

      Out of sight once more

      Little angels holding light

      Catching a star

      Containing a blazing meteor in hands

      The release was the joy of it

      More than capturing one

      Dandelion Freedom

      ALL IN PROTEST

      Never resting or sitting

      All standing at arm’s length

      Raised and full of vibrancy

      Embracing their truths

      Declaring the truth against nature’s category

      I am no weed.

      I am every child’s wish upon.

      A maiden’s love dream.

      A remainder of childhood fantasy

      To those whose eyes dim on lighted days when youth

      Still is a wish away.

      A spreading joy.

      A hope inspiring.

      Reaching down to raise me up

      I am above

      Voicing the very freedom of my being

      And all that you dare to become

      Each I hold with high regard no care for station or fancy

      I take each one in and begin anew

      Growing one especially for you

      Yes you...I know you wished upon me

      You wished for tears to stop

      And I brought rain to refresh your face

      It made you giggle

      I am now a single seed

      Holding on to your laughter as I take root again

      For you will see me and remember

      All that you could become and never

      Think of me as a weed

      But as a joy of life meant to be

      We are not always what we are made to be

      Where circumstance would have its way with us

      Confined to what society calls us we revolt

      When God holds us for a greater purpose as He did me

      Porch Swing

      HEAT RISING

      Cooking skin

      Sticky clothes

      Brief sigh

      When an occasional breeze

      Feathers my face

      Choices to make

      Glide on the black iron rocker

      Save view I saw yesterday

      Converse pushing against the tattered stool

      On the corner

      Humming songs we don’t know all the words to

      The fan tilts to hear us better as it makes its rotation

      Ever so wanting to join below and may one day soon will

      It makes its presence known with creaking

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