A canvas

reason why I was gone for some time

Once a person is born
they are given a canvas and a paintbrush
that person have to stay there
and paint whatever they desire

me, while I was addicted
to writer's cafe
my canvas is filled
with a television
and video games
along with a computer
with a blacked out window
on another side of the wall

well, ever since I disappeared
I painted the window white,
and painted the sky and the green hill

now, I just might destroy a small portion
of a wall, and paint a school
and a check as a sign of passing the grades
and maybe, paint a water with a basketball next to it
as a sign of becoming a water manager for basketball

Author's Note

it's been written last minute, so feel free to criticize me.

Reviews

[A.D. Wilson]

I think you did a great job on this poem. It reminds us all to get out and do things, not just sit in front of the computer or tv.

[Calypso]

This reminds me of what I should have done today instead of playing Sims and changing my hair.