It is like taking a walk
In a forest by the riverside
And keeping a lookout for it,
For anything worth picking up
And keeping in your study
Or in the office to show to the other.
Can be a matter of locating it
Gently picking it up
Brushing aside the muck and dirt
And blowing on it, if need be,
Washing it, drying it,
And carrying it tenderly.

Later looking at it carefully,
Provide the shine and polish
And strengthening in places
To retain it in its place.

That is how I make a poem.

Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/making-of-a-poem/