A Short Poem About Writing

A brand new empty canvas
Before me, it awaits
A story still unfolding
The story I create

Continuing adventures
I weave more brilliant tales
New characters and places
I’m fleshing out details

So as I write this poem
My mind doth contemplate
The words in me are forming
Stories to captivate

***This poem formed in me as I sit and contemplate the words of the sci-fi novel I’m writing***