A blank and staring face,

empty as a snow field,

gazes up at her,

waiting to be filled.

The paper is the receptical

for the poet's words,

and slowly it fills

to its capacity.

Mental images put to verse,

that is a poet's work.

A desire to create

is the driving force.

Words and thoughts jumble

then unweave into artwork.

The poem draws to an end

as the poet signs the piece.