Again And Again And Again... Poem by Denis Martindale

When I feel challenged to create,
I sit down on a chair
Before the time to celebrate
That poem from thin air...
I merely start as if renewed,
My thinking cap in place,
No need to frown, no need to brood,
A smile upon my face...

For there, stored in my poet's heart
A treasure trove within
And from that legacy I start,
Not choosing to give in...
Give in? Give up? Forsake my quest?
Forget it! I persist!
For I know when I do my best,
New poems can exist!

That's why I'm sitting down right now,
Two verses penned and done,
Yes, I got these, today, somehow!
In fact, I'm having fun!
I guess that's how it's meant to be
When not adverse to verse,
To take joy in one's poetry,
One's talents to rehearse...

Just think, if you were blessed as well,
What wondrous truths you'd write!
As if with words to cast a spell,
Your fancies to take flight...
To soar like eagles cross the skies,
Like rockets to the moon!
So, come on, poets, seize the prize
And write a poem SOON!


Denis Martindale,11 March 2016.