Imagination Canvas

This poem goes deep into your imagination so that you may design yourself to be whatever you crave to be.

I think my paints are ready,
I've got red, green, purple, blue,
Plopped onto my palette,
But what am I to do?

Should I draw myself in Kansas?
Or a mansion in Brazil?
Should I have a farari,
And a shirt colored in teal!

I can have whatever I want,
Anything that comes to mind,
My paintbrush nears the board,
And I draw a little sign,

I paint it in with yellow,
And write "The Joyful Place"
I decided it's a theatre,
And begin to draw my face.

My pictures almost complete,
With a dog, a car and food!
Yet Im missing one last thing,
How was this to conclude?

I decided to let it be,
And set my brush on down,
Yet something really was missing,
My smile went to a frown!

Several minutes later,
My Ah Ha moment came!
I needed to know I believed it!
Or my painting wouldn't shine the same!

I believe I have my theater,
And my mansion in the hill!
I believe I have my dog and car,
I believe I live in Brazil!

Many years later,
I looked back at my piece,
My play had been produced,
And my life was at peace.

I had a dog and a nice car,
And I lived up on a hill,
I happily resided,
In my house in Brazil.

© 2013 Nya Joy Simmons

Author's Note

I hope you enjoyed this poem, "Imagination Canvas" ! I would like to know what really stood out to you in this poem, what did it mean to you?:) Thanks for everything!