AMM (May 21,1988 / Ypsilanti Michigan)

A Blank Canvas

Blank. that is how I feel.
I have no emotions to fulfill.
Nothing left.
I'm bereft.
Of your touch.
No color on your brush.
So I am blank.
That is no paint.
The colors have died.
And yet I survived.
But empty I am.
Yet again I am...
A Blank Canvas.

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Comments (9)

Well written, Amanda. Congratulations on having it selected as poem of the day!
Nothing left in life! With the muse of survival. Nice work
Emotionless heart is a blank canvas without any colour being used to produce picture!
You write your poetry from the heart and it is full of your feelings. That is the kind of poetry I find worth reading.
Good write...I like how you used painting (or a lack there of in this case) as an analogy to describe your feelings of emptiness. We've all been there before...we've all experienced a void in our people can definitely relate to it. You also kept it short and simple. Nice work...Top marks! -Michael
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