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 Empty Canvas ~

 

as empty as it gets,

I stare and feel the color embrace me.

The abstract feelings that wanted to

come out yet still trapped within me.

 

I stare on the blank canvas,

Feeling the courage fading,

Losing my mind into vivid colors

      -   Just in thoughts…

Not being able to express them

Is just like making myself aware

that I have no talent in what so ever…

 

Did I lose my confidence that seeks?

Did I lose the passion that burns?

Did I lose my heart that shines?

 

Perhaps the cloud of doubt

    blurs many things…

Perhaps the road of uncertainties

    confuses many decisions…

 

Perhaps the water of creation

    is running dry…

I am losing myself,

     almost giving-up into death’s hands…

Yet…

I won’t give up,

Mastering the strength of what’s left

To find the muse of life

To keep me going a lifetime…

Author's Note

I was contemplating to come back or to completely closed my account, but I don't want to give up to the creativity I find releasing and uplifting for my soul and heart.

I owe the inspiration of this piece to this photo:
I can't paint

It is what I feel when I can't be creative, there is this urge to create within me or within us all. I think every artist knows that. It's been long, I haven't drawn or paint, I guess i really missed that.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I liked the intent in this...seems a personal reflection...indeed at times --- the struggle to move forward is binding --- yet the will to keep going --- is just the same... I was wondering if you meant to have that one line:

Is just like making myself aware that I have no talent in what so ever…

to almost go to the edge of the page...and not break into two parts...as:

Is just like making myself aware
that I have no talent in what so ever…

I did also see in this stanza:

Did I lose my confidence that seeks?
Did I lose the passion that burns?
Did I lose my heart that shines?
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may be something like this:

Did I lose my confidence that seeks?
Lose the passion that burns?
Or lose my heart that shines?

I know you wrote it to give that repeating clause...yet this is just an option...good to read this one...

[Pax]

thank you sir Glen, I understand you point... i changed what you did but on the second suggestion I guess I would leave it as ease... maybe because that line is somewhat special to me... thank you very much...

[Glen Yumang Manese]

you're welcome...

[Sugar Plum ♥]

WOW, I simply love this poem! It`s masterpiece, conception of the inspiration and need of creating is one of my favorite. The creator is always in a doubts, until the moment of enlightenment that grips him at once...You depicted this process so vividly and clear. The painted walls on the photo so well express the inside doubts of creator, and the white canvas...could have several meanings. The emptiness of mind is useful just before the inspiration, the concentration and devotion, the total understanding of yourself. The white canvas could be the creators self, empty and pure, before he reaches himself. I specially like these:

Did I lose my confidence that seeks?
Did I lose the passion that burns?
Did I lose my heart that shines?

Perhaps the cloud of doubt
blurs many things…

Amazing write, Pax!

{Sugar plum}

[Pax]

thank you, I love those lines too... it is something of a feeling taken from the very depth of my emotions. I am so glad you love this piece... thank you very much my good friend...

[Addy]

Lovely poem than a lot of people--writers but also other artists and even others-- can relate to. I think at some point in our lives we all felt this way.

[Pax]

Thank you so much, Addy, I am glad you can truly relate to its feelings of this piece... I am grateful with that! :)

[cycy]

"Did I lose my confidence that seeks?
Did I lose the passion that burns?
Did I lose my heart that shines?"
-lovely poem hey, i think every artist can relate.

[Pax]

thank you very much cycy.

[Chris Orza]

Beautiful poem. My favorite line is "giving up into death's hands". That is really a perfect way to describe how it feels. The poem and image make me think that the artist IS the art. It's okay to not always produce a piece of work as long as you still have those abstract feelings. Great work. You really got me thinking. Thanks.

[Pax]

thanks for a very enlightining review. I am glad you see the artist on it, on which they are inside of us all..

[Frieda P]

Your heart could never stop shining Pax, you're a bright light here my friend. This is an compelling read, I love how you swirl your emotions to painted colors on a canvas. I think your muse is alive and well, this is surely an inspired write. I love this creative gem. x

[Pax]

my dear friend, thank you very much. you heart shines too... :)

[Frieda P]

Always a pleasure sweet Pax :-)

[Robert Strzalko]

I liked it very much. I haven't read too many pieces about painting, so it's good to see someone capture some of the emotion of it, emotions that flow differently through us than words. I think the picture adds a lot to your writing and sets the mood before you even begin reading. I like your opening line...gets you right into the mood of the piece. I also think you captured doubt well. I'll be back to read it again.

[Pax]

thank you so much my friend, I am glad you liked it, I fell in love with colors before - that is why i am so drawn to art. And in exploring my creative side, i turn to writing. with that I understand myself better than before. It is so nice to see you, I am grateful with this review...

[Brittany Zedalis]

It really sucks to be an artist and get stuck in a rut. There were times in high school where my art teacher would make me take a break because she knew I was getting frustrated and would ruin what I was working on. This piece shows what it's like to be so discouraged. Great job.

[Pax]

Thank you, I know right, being frustrated ruins many works - that is why I would have to stop whenever I have felt that urging frustration... to take a brake and be relax in the mean time...

[Nusquam Esse]

Probably my favorite of your pieces, since I can relate to it so well. It is so easy to get discouraged or distracted when you try to express yourself through any medium of art. So many times where I would put a brush to paper, and just sit like that, stuck on a stroke until I ruined the paper... Of course I know that I am not alone in creative struggle, but reminders like this poem are encouraging, as well as inspiring. Thanks for sharing!

[Pax]

thank you, I am glad you could relate to this piece and really do like it, I appreciate that. I think creativity takes more patience, and that's what i will give...

[Lone Willow]

I really like this poem. A creative poem about creativity. Great job!

[Pax]

thank you, lone willow.

[Lone Willow]

You welcome

[Lone Willow]

I meant your welcome :)