Emotional Affair Poem by William McGehee

It starts as empty, blank and bare
Tabula rosa lying there.
Then hands are lain and work applied.
A change in form: becomes a bride.
Emotion drawn from deep inside
Wells in ruptured bursts and tides.

I say a bride but mistress more
Maybe describes the work before
All is said and all is done,
And focused shifts back to the sun,
Back to earth and back to one
Who threads true love around me spun.

Each work, each piece consumes me deep
Awake and past the well of sleep.
Each effort drains and draws from stores
Of pain and love, of pain and sores.
Until the final stroke of promise scores
My mark as ending all endeavord swore.