PAINTING ON EMPTY CANVAS

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    PAINTING ON EMPTY CANVAS

    I paint on empty canvas
    with no brush in my hand
    a picture appears before me
    it is of me alone is stand.

    rain flows across the canvas
    and the picture starts to fade
    all things are destroyed
    that can be made.

    I clean the empty canvas
    but it never seems to help
    the picture that appears before me
    always seems to melt.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    aparramore’s Poems (25)

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    I NEED YOU 0
    I KNOCK ON YOUR DOOR 0
    I CAN'T HOLD ON ANYMORE 1
    THE LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS 0
    LOOK UP 1
    BLACK WORMS 1
    SO LONELY 0
    NOT IN CONTROL 0
    BLACKNESS 0
    ALL THE WORLD IS INSANE 1
    FUTURE 0
    IMMORTAL WHISPERS 1
    DEAD WITHOUT YOU 0
    TEARS NO LONGER FLOW 0
    COLD WINTER 1
    WASTELAND 0
    I AM THE VICTIM 0
    I SCREAM DO YOU HEAR ME 2
    SOMETIMES 0
    DRIVING 0
    TEARS FROM THE SOUL 0
    PAINTING ON EMPTY CANVAS 0
    NOTHING IS THERE 1
    Slowly 0
    Drink From me 2