My paper, My canvas
By Nikki A
Mon, 09 Jan 2012
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My canvas is my paper.
Out of my pen flows the shades of my thoughts and feelings.
I write the images that draw into my mind to form people, places and things.
I make new worlds, and I can devour them.
Erase away
The ink in my pen, the paint on a brush
Only the imagination is the separation between the holder of the brush
and the holder of the pen.
The world is ours
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how very well put, what a
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how very well put, what a gift to be able to write and paint,very good enjoyedx
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Hi nikki, welcome to
Hi nikki, welcome to abctales. I don't usually read poetry but stumbled upon this somehow and decided to leave a quick comment...and then decided to leave a longer one instead...and then changed my mind again and opted to leave a small one, although glancing back at what I've already written it appears to be turning into a medium-sized comment, and one which isn't actually commenting on anything, so I should probably just wrap it up here...or maybe even here, but not before I wish you the best of luck with your writing.
Oh, and try not to use the forum to advertise your works. Many of the locals take offence at that sort of thing and refuse to comment on pieces using such modern tactics. Yes, I know there's a button to click to discuss your work in the forum. Legend has it that button has been there since time began, or at least since it was possible to leave comments under individual pieces of wok...or work, although more woks about here would be very interesting, as well as damaging to my weight-reduction plan for 2012.
Oh dear, this has now turned into a rather long comment after all, and one which still hasn't said anything about your poem. So, without further ado or adieu or a doo, I like your topic for the poem as I like to do a bit of painting occasionally, although now that I do more writing than painting (as can be seen by the length of this comment) I read the poem slightly differently and changed the first line to - My paper is my canvas.
Once again, best of luck. I hope you'll be very happy here.
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