Saturday, August 29, 2015

Blank Canvas Face


I had a blank canvas face,
unlined
till it happened to me -
time.

My eyes were right,
bright, and clear
till it happened to me -
pass of years.

I've found I'm just like the rest.
Born for what comes next.
Of life, there seems so little left.
It'll happen to me -

death.

For Bjorn's prompt at Real Toads

I wanted to let everyone know that it might take me a while to get around and visit.  I'm having some health issues.

Edit: It just occurred to me that announcing health issues immediately following a poem about death might be bad juju.  Have no fear; it's not that serious.

19 comments:

Sioux said...

MZ--Health issues? I hope they're not serious.

Your poem--as always: short and for-real.

I hope you're feeling 100% soon.

Sylvia K said...

I'm holding good thoughts for you, MZ, take care. I know you are stronger in so many ways than any health issues!!

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Yes, inevitable. Except when you are a teenager. Bit of a parallel with my theme this morning. I have no excuse, it's the second last day of winter.

Marion Lawless said...

So sorry you're ill, MZ. I'll pray for your speedy recovery!!! Love & Blessings! xo

Mark 5:34 And he said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, healed of your disease.”

kaykuala said...

Glad it is not serious MZ Ma'am! Get well soon to be in the circle of friends out here. Our best wishes to you in the meantime.

Hank

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh, Mama Zen, may your health issues be swiftly resolved. I am sorry to hear you are under the weather. This has been a hard year for you. Your poem is a perfect response to the prompt but, yes, in conjunction with this announcement, a worry. Keep us posted!

brudberg said...

Oh we all age.. But just like the fine lines that blank canvas is no longer empty.. Get better soon.

Kerry O'Connor said...

What is self-portraiture if not an attempt to arrest the dying process?

Susan said...

I, too, was drawn by that blank face. Your poem is an amazing tribute. (Hope you feel better soon.)

Fireblossom said...

I hear ya. I will say, though, that it has happened to me twice that when I thought life was basically over and there was nothing more to look forward to, I was way wrong, there was plenty.

Feel better Kelli. I hate for you to be ill.

Outlawyer said...

It is a shocking discovery--that we're part of the human race after all-- we too! Well done. K.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

An amazing write.. hope you feel better soon. Take care

Other Mary said...

Ageing sucks...but so does the alternative. You said it much better though. Hope you "health issues" aren't serious and you back to your brilliant writing and gecko tending soon.

Isadora Gruye said...

I like how all three stanzas flow together, but could also work well on their own. Well done and behave!

Sharp Little Pencil said...

"Right, bright, and clear," now that is one sharply whittled phrase. The best moment of an altogether enjoyable - and thoughtful - poem. Amy

Susie Clevenger said...

The mirror seems to be telling me I am a wrinkled canvas with less time, but I call it a bitch and put on my lipstick.

blueoran said...

I love how the poem reads the painter. Is a mirror held up to our nature. Be well.

Helen said...

Born for what comes next ~~ a great way to approach living!!

grapeling said...

always that taste of wry, with the salt, MZ ~