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Radioactive Applesauce Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:45 pm
Post your best work! biggrin
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 12:05 pm
In my dreams there is a canvas.
Its is wide and blank and calls out for a picture.
Yet there is no brush nor a pencil for me to use.
Since I can use nothing, I just stare at the canvas and imagine what I could do.
And color splashes onto it, it blends and molds into pictures never settling.
I realize that this canvas is my imagination.
So now I spend my time with that canvas always thinking of something new.
For I no longer need a brush or pencil to see an image now.
All I must do is imagine that canvas and think and it shall come to me.
Though at times the canvas is an annoyance, I will for ever keep it.
For I am an artist, in my own way and that canvas will forever be mine and mine alone.
Though I know everyone else has a canvas in their minds.
They just have to find and splash the color on it!
And hopefully they will cherish that canvas.
For each is different by design.
They forever shift and change with a person.
They can not be copied.
That is the canvas we all have in our minds.
It is something that can not ever be copied.
By: Marley H.
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