The Oh-Zone

Poetic Bloomings is asking us to share our writing 'comfort zone'.

(Right now I do 90% of my writing here in the morning)

Windows facing north and east

Coffee poured, a poet’s feast

Oh, the lovely countryside

As dark yields to morning-tide

Turn computer on, here goes

What will be? Nobody knows

Close my eyes, grit versus grace

Shift my chair…type…hit back-space

Lend the will of word to jot

Befriend the venture of thought

Where and how and why, oh my

Troll the deep and touch the sky

Startle the page with a prayer

Grapple with hope and despair

“Tock” says clock and “Ach”, says I

How a poet’s hours fly!

Want and will and whispers war

Taunt and thrill and groan implore

Vexation and pleasure vie

Dawn expands and fills the sky

Fear and courage interlace

Oh, the bliss of grit and grace

Shift my chair…type…don’t delete

Task and tsk-tsk-tsk compete

© Janet Martin