blank canvas blues

sat thinking ......what next? a question that often does progress

answers fail to turn up i guess hence the next question what next?

blank pages in a book ,pictures of mind not yet took

wondering where or when or why ........looking heavenly to the sky

 

another day breaks ,where am i now? havent a clue guess im lost some how

rambles of trouble and pain and hurt ,messing around in ones own dirt

the sky moves slow but my mind so quick, feelings that make me feel quite sick

sat here thinking what next for me ....why when where shall i be

 

brush in my hand and i want to create ,blank canvas is what i have on my plate

photos not taken ,life going to slow ,kindess and loving im trying to grow

put down the brush and the blank canvas too, im lost in a mad world looking for who ?

my paint has all dried and its cracked and all loose ,my paper gets blank with little use

 

sat here thinking whats passsed me by , whats made me laugh and whats made me cry

people and loved ones ,the sick and the poor ,ive rummaged in dirt when we were all on the floor.

the sky it moves slowly ,my paint is all dry  i sit all alone again and will cry

 

i think of my canvas its blank and all gone once i was whole i  really shone

now my canvas is blank and my life has turned dull this menopausal mother is feeling quite null

i gave all my happiness my love and all that now my canvas just feels so flat

 

turning the pages one after another ,im all spent out at being a mother

i have gransons now who wish to create so ill pick up my brush i guess i will paint

im not so blank after all cos old habits die hard and ill still live a life and still give my all .

 

i feel like lifes over i guess all too soon ,just feel alone and in painful cocoon

blank canvas is dull and i need to create ,im pushing the rubbish off of my plate

ill go by a hair dye some makeup some shoes ,then i will be rid of these menopause blues

 

Author's Note

my mood in my 50s not nice sometimes ,bare with me the menopause stinks lol
any comments welcome

Reviews

[Cal]

What with the moods, the hot flushes and the night sweats, us girls have a rough time during these years! xxxx

[hennydee]

ohhhhhhhhh you do write so well my dear one. Yes our life can indeed feel like a blank canvas.. Love you

[Angel Bird]

One fabulous write! So relatable to me. It has a terrific rhythm and awesome flow. I like every stanza, every line, every word.
A wonderful soul cleansing.

[xlunalovex]

nicely done! the structure was straight forward and the balance was nice.

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