These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

When the Poem Is Hard to Find

Poems come 'most every day
to lighten hearts and lift the mind.
What happens when the words they say
are absent or they're hard to find?

We write about the thing we know,
I want to write a poem, now,
but I don't see the way to go,
nor doth the subject 'fore me bow.

So, write about the process, hard,
which finds me stuck or blank in stare.
The hope to be a someday bard
can be a heavy writing care.

Release demands to be the best,
and write within the place you sit.
For lack of subject is the test.
The poem crafted helps a bit.

The form is what we lately know.
The subject comes as we do start.
The poem shows as on we go
with wisdom here to aye impart.

The truth I here was wont to find
presents itself in struggles known.
I started writing grind by grind
with ready fingers hopeful flown.

Now, seven are the verses writ
upon this blog post, I can see.
The thoughts of good, now, wondrous fit
to live in stalwart poetry.

by Jay O’Toole
on May 12th, 2023