A Blank Canvas Poem by Leah Harlow

Pure blank of nonexistence
Patiently waiting for color
Like pink for instance
Soft rosy glow like no other
Or blue for pure
Comforting sensation
Maybe white like a mirror
Reflecting your presentation
Orange for those times
When you’re wild and free
Or brown for musical chimes
Like the bark of a loving tree
Black for sad and despair
For everyone can see

But why do you care?

We’re painted our colors
To stand out from others
We leave ourselves blank
For others to rank

So color your canvas
Make it magical in creation
For peace in colors will stay
And blank emptiness may fade.