Editor I Need Some Help Here

 

I’m wanting some help with my poetry

I need to unburden my brain

It's giving me mental thrombosis

Imagine the state of my pain

 

Have you had a mind-clot of neurons

Who want to stop whirring around ?

I rely on their whirring-aroundness

To tell me they're perfectly sound

 

I think I'm expecting too much of

My neurons I want to rotate

I should let them do what they want to

And observe, then consider. Then dictate

 

So what do I mean ‘lots of help here’?

Am I on the right track with this poem?

Do I need to refine how I wrote it?

It's an idea that I'd like to see grown.

 

Don't take my draft as an end-product

A poet's domain sacrosanct

I'm willing to learn and verse better

Until my poem's finally franked

 

Don Matthews  March 2018