Blank Canvas

by RustySoul   Aug 28, 2017


Each one mixed the vibrant colours,
And with different strokes of the brush
Painted upon life's canvas
Proudly presenting their art,
Much to the roaring applause
That was to follow;
While I stood there
With a blank canvas reflecting my state
Still looking for my muse.

    report violation
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  • 7 years ago

    by Ren

    Love this. Excellent work.

  • 7 years ago

    by Brenda

    I like this a lot. Sometimes that special person who will make your heart sing and your canvas swirled with color is where you least expect them. Keep seeking and keep writing these amazing poems.

    • 7 years ago

      by RustySoul

      Thanks for your comments Brenda :)

  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    So glad this is nominated - the imagery is fantastically done but in my opinion pretty sad too

    • 7 years ago

      by RustySoul

      Pleased to hear that. Thank you Em

  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    So, you have been busy looking for your muse...:-)

    A short and meaningful write...if this muse here literally means a partner...then you are right to say life is blank without one.

    If it means happiness or something that will make you happy...start to paint...hehe.

    I loved the depth of this one...great write!

    • 7 years ago

      by RustySoul

      Thank you Mel, Glad to read your comment. My search has been for the latter. Hope to find it soon.

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