Pulling out fresh canvas, he <br />assumes his seat in front of the stand and <br />imagines a scene in his head. <br />Next he gathers his colors, loads his pallet, <br />tweaks the radio at his side. <br />Immediately he begins with broad strokes and <br />never once even looks up at the clock as off he <br />goes into his creative world.<br /><br />Carolyn Brunelle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acrostic-painting/
