Blank Canvas Poem by Matthew Densley

In a damp cell, no windows or view
Is a blank canvas standing still
A blank canvas, pale and old
Contains a story yet untold

That canvas is my life to date
My thoughts and acts, my brush and paint
No inspiration comes to mind
My life it seems is undesigned

Many times I stroke the brush
And hope a picture will appear
Yet nothing ever makes a mark
This cell is growing ever dark

Distressed, I try to draw the sun
A peaceful meadow where all is calm
With no idea how I should start
This empty canvas plagues my heart






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