Aug 15, 2002 10:46
a white canvas
which other brushes, colors, artists
have touched
layer, upon layer
it develops, grows, changes
i am this canvas
you are my artists
some add beauty
some add pain
but all contribute
who grace its fabric
a never ending process
my viewers will stand to stare
at times blank
others smile, laugh, applaud
while some have no taste for art and ignore
and then there are always the critics
i myself
a contributing artist
am without sight
a blank stare of contimplation
an unnerving feeling of its incompletness,
lack of vision and even fear
if i were to see any beauty
i wouldnt believe it to be my own
putting aside my obvious signature on the corner
my mind would doubt
as though it could only be explained by a shear miraclous moment of talent
i am simply a blank canvas
with wet layers
that never dry
i am simply a blnd artist
that needs other eyes to see
what she herself will never believe.