you build in me such vibrant ideas
that soften so to better glitter
remarkable effigies arise
from the ashes of your remarks
you paint a beautiful landscape
from the mere force of your talent
demonstrating greatness
at a flick of your wrist
how vast and glorious
must the colors of your mind be
to look in the air at nothing
and produce a reality
that thrives on contours
rich textures and vivid details
star bursts of color
convene at the ready
clever tools in angelic repose
yet when called upon by your experienced mind
and brainstormed into being
they stand tall and unforgettable
to the naked eye
why you are a Poet Of Rooms
and this is my ode to you............
(written Sept 13,2006 245am)