i know why i sit here
before this blank canvas
amidst the arena of his scattered paints
those lines now barely visible
soon explode into colors
scapes where i escape
that is why i sit here
staring at the canvas
here is the silence
here is where the wordless artist reveals
what is not there, is
here i am left with my simple needs
to sit and grasp, understand
what is, is
what is not, is not
and today i cannot remember
just exactly where in the dictionary
i left that word

this is why God created the artist
to remove writes block from poets
who lives next door
but do not tell them that
artists believe a picture is worth
a thousand words or more
any poet will tell you this is nonsense
i came here looking for one word
and i found it here
in the silence with the artist


         Playa Hermosa   91

for Dennis Kling who is the only artist, i know of with an airhorn marked with "PoetAlert"