Wednesday, July 25, 2012
A Blank Canvas Comments
Rating: ★4.5
A blank canvas waits every morning
as the sun begins to rise.
It waits for me to start thinking
of what today will be my prize.
...
Read full text
COMMENTS
Louis Cecile
27 July 2012
I enjoy the sentiments of this poem that seems perfect for those with writer's block. The last line fits so well.
0
0
Reply
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
7/19/2025 9:38:14 PM # 1.0.0
I can totally relate to this poem, every morning is a blank canvas as I watch the sun rise in silent beauty. Great poem and imagery. RoseAnn