"To The Finish"

Where does it start
Where does it end
Are you able to comprehend?
A sudden thought
That comes to nought.
Stop. Start. Stop. Start.
Writing for writing
Not from the heart
You have an idea
That magical 'ping'
Inside aflutter
A silent sing.
On the downside
You can give it a go
But the words you want
Just fail to flow
Such is the nature
Of the poetry beast.
A helter skelter journey
To say the least
But as I've always said
It keeps me sane
So if it doesn't work out
I can just try again.

Dulwich Poet 14th August 2013

(The perils of writing poetry, most are decidedly averave, and sometimes your mind goes blank, and it's a struggle to finish an idea. But on the other hand, when a 'good one pops out' it's a good feeling)