Blank Canvas 

I’m removing you
from my life’s canvas.
The revision’s long overdue.
I’m tired of only speaking
to you through our eyes.
All I can feel now
is the strain.
I’m moving our sky back
until it is blank.
It was always
underpainted anyway.
I’m not sure how
to undo the hue of blue
that defines our shorelines.
Your kisses more addictive
than a half-off sale at Godiva.
I’m so tired of decadent chocolate
filled with empty calories
The promise of sweetness but
only tasting the bitter.
I’m ready to paint my life
in a soothing hue.
To find something solid
to hang my artwork on.
To find a fragrant of grace,
to rest in the background
of peace for a while.
I’m ready for lackadaisical afternoons,
the smell of magnolias,
a bed full of decadence,
sweet tea renderings.
You are no longer my concern.
You’re the novel
to be put away,
a one-off read
I read with half-closed eyes.
You are the car
I drove away.
The abrupt end of an utterance
to be forgotten.
If you were to ever ask me
to belong to you again
the answer would be no,
even if you came to me
with mint julep cocktail,
jazz notes, and honey.
You can’t repaint our canvass,
There’s no way to right it.
It no longer exist.

-Tosha Michelle

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40 thoughts on “Blank Canvas 

  1. Wow, very nice. Weirdly, I’d just finished my latest when I read this. To me, the two poems almost feel like relationship bookends. I’m speaking thematically here, obviously, I’m not putting my work up there with yours.

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  2. I’m ready to paint my life
    in a soothing hue.
    To find something solid
    to hang my artwork on.
    To find a fragrant of grace,
    to rest in the background
    of peace for a while.
    Nice to find the solution in such a well written piece.

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  3. Such a beautiful tragedy you have painted here with your words. There are those people though that the heart consigns to the past, even if we maintain some level of contact

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  4. Damn girl, you have so many great metaphors and delicious concepts and ways of saying your truth. The losses and chocolate was divine! The sale comment made me chuckle, the car the novel. Sheer lovely brilliance

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  5. Tosha,

    This poem drips brazen emotional clarity, a pure honesty that took my breath away, and required that I read it several times; the last few times out loud. It is truly now my most favorite of your works. And that says a lot given my fondness for “Lost Love Letters.” As I mentioned before, we both write a lot of “relationship” poetry. Have you had the chance yet to read my poem “I Mourn?” Here’s the hyperlink: https://theaccidentalpoet.net/2017/02/09/i-mourn/

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      1. Hey, do me a favor and shoot me an email. It will be easier to communicate that way. I also really appreciated if you would put that link in the message. I’m sorry for being annoying. Just been a bit scattered lately and super busy.

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