A Blank Mind

This poem is about me having a blank mind and not thinking of anything at all.

I feel like my mind is blank as if it were a canvas with nothing on it. With nothing drawn with no ideas ideas fly through my mind like a bird soaring in the sky topics come to mind but no opinions a blank mind is like a canvas with no creations on them ideas come to a blank mind soaring through like bullets from guns soaring to the targets ideas come and go from my mind like a bow shooting an arrow at wall

- Lindsey Elisabeth Brewer