What Makes It So Powerful? Poem by Denis Martindale

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The poet reaches for his pen, thoughts trembling to be free,
Determined just like other men who shared their poetry.
He gulps because he has no plan, no structure for his verse,
Just flames and flickers now to fan with no time to rehearse.
The words are there, and sentiments, yet lines he must release,
To fashion these with common sense, until at last, they cease.
And then to edit here and there, his vision still to paint,
For something that's beyond compare, not commonplace or quaint.

Then suddenly, he stops to pray, for wisdom from above,
Beyond what poems could relay if shown the Father's love.
"Grant me Your insights, even now! Enrich, enhance, renew!
Show me the blessings that allow Your wisdom to shine through! "
And all at once, the verses change, verse two becomes verse four,
With that last verse to rearrange with power and much more!
And finally, the poem's done, with beauty all its own,
And fancy phrasing meant to stun, transformed by God alone!


Denis Martindale. July 2021.