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Blank piece of paper sits on the floor
Not a word to read just imagination
As I look around and there is nothing to be found
White walls and windows that don’t tell stories
Start to bore me
Then the blank piece of paper became busy
The way the finger prints of blank minds couldn’t fill
The foot marks of rushed beings, water stands at the edges
Then I started to wonder how old could this paper be
The way the brown creep up on it when it was abandon in my attic
The mystery made me uneasy
The way we just buy knew papers because this one we couldn’t fill
Someone left this paper here to rout
Left the paper without thought
Unfair how loads and loads of papers are printed and turned in to professors and kindergarten teachers
While this on sits in my attic
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So in my art class
He told us , be creative , turn something in that you’ve never thought of before
So I look at you pasting in my room the night before
People come in with posters of brilliant painting they’ve worked on for months
You helped me pass, this hard art class
Because when he asked me how long I’ve worked on it
I replied about 18 years
Then my throat cleared
I knew it was coming
“And what do you call it”
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Reviews

[Bethany Woody]

There is so much I could say about this but I think the best explaination I can come up with is that the piece of blank paper is representative of your life. It's blank because your life isn't done yet. Once it is the paper will be full and it will tell the story of you. Maybe you will write it and maybe you won't. You might draw it or paint it or someone else will. Once your paper is full another will take it's place for the next person to come upon.
I think this piece is fun and imaginitive. It also has a bit of humor in it. The ending where you present the piece of paper to your teacher could be your way of showing the world that you are not done yet, but you are working on it.
Maybe I am way off in my interpretation, but I like it all the same. The piece is great.

[Void Unspoken]

This is actually really sort of funny. It made me laugh anyway. Great job. This is defidentally being added to the group writings!!!! Keep up the good work!!!!

[Tracie Skarbo]

Wow this is a great poem. I love the way you have unfurled the paper and made us see it in a new light.

The way the finger prints of blank minds couldn't fill (This was my favorite line)

Nice Write
Tigra

[Lyzzy Redd]

Very good. =) I always feel the same way: I can never find good titles until the last minute. =) I thought you were serious when you said that this was an Untitled poem, but that's the actual title... lol!!! Anyway, good work!!! =D