NaBloPoMo Day 7 - Hands

This one I wrote during a poetry class I took my senior year of college.  The prompt was a somewhat complicated one in five pieces:

1. Describe the person's hands
2. Describe something he/she is doing with the hands
3. Use a metaphor to say something about some exotic place
4. Mention what you would want to ask this person in the context of 2 and 3 above
5. The person looks up, notices you there, and gives and answer that suggests that he/she only gets part of what you asked


Creation

Hands
With terra cotta dried in cracks
And under the nails.
Molding,
Melding,
Shaping the clay
Into art
And usefulness,
Or maybe shaping lives,
People long ago,
Taking dust and shaping a man,
Making a companion called woman.
So what wonders are you creating there?
"This? It's just a pot."