Sensory Delights

I have all sorts of ideas for poems, but I've yet to sit down. Finally, most of the books are shelved, and the desk is almost clear. Not my head, though. The head is cluttered. Whiz of streets and beach and neighbors and boxes and boxes and boxes.

I would like to learn how to do this.

The above pictures are from the California Center for the Arts in Escondido. They're pieces by Jackie Matisse.