There it stands empty, bare
Waiting for the love it deserves
A blank canvas, a glare of white
For colour to breathe internal space
Throwing an arch of rainbow
Imprinting every corner
Memories capturing a portrait
A house to be made a home
Memories capturing a potrait A house to be made Nice presentation.
the endless possibility of the mind can create such wonders, a good poem jenny
A very nice portrait of a canvas. So well written, inspired! We can see and feel the whole scene, TV, not included. Absolutely delightful and effective imagery. A poem-painting not to be forgotten, kept at home, close.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem about creating art making 'a home' out of what was otherwise a blank canvas- like a 'house.'