Blockage
BLOCKAGE
A flow of words might slow to a trickle
Especially as inspiration can be so fickle
Emotional bubbles may burst and explode
As phrases tumble from the mother lode
And rhymes and devices fall into place
It won’t take too long to fill that space
They say words flow from the heart
Yet the brain has a role at the start
The priority is to get it on the page
It’s a slower process at a certain age
But the well might one day run dry
And may mean no tears left to cry
It’s always the point to share meaning
Hiding messages should deny preening
If only every verse spoke out clearly
Maybe saying, I do love you dearly
Multiple stanzas is the usual convention
And like any good plot, it builds tension
Sometimes the right word just won’t play
Le mot juste, as the French would say
A verse might pivot on such a locus
As the writer struggles to maintain focus
Then, like placing a missing jigsaw piece
It fits the gap neatly to then bring peace
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2022
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