Anyone Heard Of Poet's Block? Poem by Denis Martindale

Anyone heard of Poet's Block? I can't say that I've heard.
The rhymes are there. So I unlock and simply choose a word.
I thought about this fact today. Right now, this very hour.
And then I started straight away based on a surge of power.
And suddenly four lines were done in minutes to appear
Because I've got a sense of fun, composing without fear.
Just dive straight in, and search for rhymes, because they soon arrive.
As poets, we find happy times and these keep us alive.
No chapters as the writers make. Just one page now and then.
We edit, then we take a break, contented once again.
We simply think a little while, for titles or first lines
And sometimes laugh or smirk or smile because of upbeat minds.
I pity writers who can't write as if no talent's left.
Poor souls when they can't sleep at night. Downcast and quite bereft.
They ponder this, they ponder that, rewriting as they must.
While I get done, ten minutes flat. No time to gather dust!
I've made things easy for myself, computer on the go!
No stress or strain to harm my health! Just type and let themes flow.
I save two copies when I'm through then put the kettle on!
If I can do that, so can YOU! TODAY! Before it's GONE!


Denis Martindale. August 2020.