His mind swirled, caught in the canvas
of days she posed for him, became his muse.

He straightened her gown, raised his brush,
begged her to wait until he captured her.

She reached for him just before hues bid
farewell, brushed the hand stroking the canvas.

Flurries of color amid the dark, he closed her eyes,
finished his work, laid down his brush.

Robin Wright lives in Southern Indiana. Her work has appeared in The Literary Nest, Rune Bear, Event Horizon Magazine, Another Way Round, and others. Two of her poems were published in the University of Southern Indiana’s 50th anniversary anthology, Time Present, Time Past. She was a finalist in Poetry Matters’ contest for the Spring Robinson/Mahogany Red Literary Prize.