Extraordinary: Keep Going

Sometimes
The words
Tumble out swiftly
Like water from a tap,

Other times
They drip
Very slowly,
Like tree sap,

And after all that
Barely meet
My standards
For what’s appropriate,

Nevertheless
I stumble on,
Keeping up
The pace,

Growing with every poem,
Whether easily,
Or only after searching diligently
For every word and rhyme,

Whether greatly disturbed
Or with peace
And ease,
Well pleased,

Through ups and downs,
Zooming forward
Or falling backward,
Experiencing painful reversals,

Struggling along,
Requiring many rehearsals
Before finally deciding
What to say,
Before revising it again another way.