Today marks the fifth work day on the same poem. I haven’t spent all day each day on it but it’s the only poem I’ve worked on since last Tuesday. Poems usually flow fairly smoothly for me. It isn’t uncommon for me to finish one in a day. I’ve had days when two fell into place. But this one is fighting back. I set myself a difficult but doable rhyme scheme, abba, when, in retrospect, free verse would probably have been a better choice. At this point I’m too stubborn to let it have its way and it’s not about to give in and make it easy for me. It’s rare for a poem to develop a personality in my mind, but this one keeps hiding and peeking out at me through tall weeds. My hope is to finish today. I MUST get on with the rest of my life!