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'the Blank Canvas'

the canvas staring back at me still blank my heart is empty so is my mind tears no longer have a home thoughts emotion fears are gone the day turned a brighter shade of grey or is it pale?? I feel less than I did yesterday who knows? maybe tomorrow the canvas will have a zigzag line -- I am still here just not flying yet - a wounded heart that's on the mend I’ll take my time, it will be worth it in the end... 250920111550

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 11/10/2011 9:33:00 AM
I love this:D
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Date: 10/30/2011 4:42:00 PM
coming back to this one. I sure enjoy this one. But i am late for grandson's Bday party and no more time here to explore poems. Luv ,Andrea
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Date: 10/7/2011 10:05:00 AM
Thanks for sharing your enjoyable poetry today, hope to get a few more minutes to read more later. Cindy aka Lucinda
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Date: 10/1/2011 8:35:00 PM
hi Wilma. you relate a touching and sensitive poem here, love . A canvas waiting to be stenciled and penciled with what you wish which is positive in the outlook . Lovely and promising though in the stillness of the present. great job. Where are you exactly that you are awaiting the summer, Wilma? I have not been on the soup much of late either. Buzziness abounds and that makes for a minimum of inspirations. Glad to hear from you - Bob
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Date: 9/28/2011 12:06:00 AM
hope you are ok, Wilma.I miss your always being here so often!
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Date: 9/27/2011 12:46:00 PM
An excellent piece of free verse, Wilma. It speaks straight from the heart. xoxo Robert.
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Date: 9/26/2011 11:35:00 AM
Love this clever piece, Wilma, especially the zigzag line for the mending heart. I'm good, thanks - hope you're well too? Lfde : )
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Date: 9/26/2011 8:19:00 AM
Your dear verse brings us through dispai to a new light and the way you describe it is beautifully crafted. The last line ties it up! Love, Lizzy
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Date: 9/25/2011 11:05:00 PM
WEll crafted and reflective poetry, Wilma. So happy to see a new one of yours up!
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Date: 9/25/2011 4:43:00 PM
My dear Wilma, the good thing about a blank canvas is that you can paint exactly what YOU want with the future befor you and the past behind to remnd you of what you do not want. I am still here I stop in once in a while ..will be in touch soon. Much love, Annalise
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Date: 9/25/2011 4:28:00 PM
know where you are coming from here, Wilma, love this profoundness, harry
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Date: 9/25/2011 1:11:00 PM
hmmm thoughts keep a-whirling here as I read this-- wondering if this is based on real-life-- well I am hoping not missy, But if it is, well let me help make those zigzag lines :D I do like your optimism here-- and yeah sometimes things do happen for a reason and great thing if they are so worth it in the end-- -- happy to see you back!! lol I knew you couldn't just stay away ;) mwahugs :D
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Kabuteng P.Ink K.
Date: 9/25/2011 1:15:00 PM
Seee?!? goodness gracious!! That is how slowwww my connection is took me 3 mins to post that? I swear I typed that at 111 and it gets posted 3 minutes AFTER!! O_O
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Kabuteng P.Ink K.
Date: 9/25/2011 1:14:00 PM
ooh I am liking all those 1's 111111
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Kabuteng P.Ink K.
Date: 9/25/2011 1:11:00 PM
oh btw-- yup next time I have a taste test, you are free to come on over-- :D
Date: 9/25/2011 10:44:00 AM
A true wonderful heart it is... Everything about you is worth it... You are an inspiration... and RE. to my blog , the Italian in my gets defensive when my friends are being mistreated... lol... So happy to be reading you on this cloudy NY morning....love you all over babe....Michael
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Date: 9/25/2011 9:53:00 AM
Wonderful piece here Wilma, I got some paint if that helps.lol Check your soupmail.God Bless...Taz
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