Oh, sonnet!

 The beginner in writing that I am

I have my own share of starting trouble

The words get stuck like in traffic jam

Though I wish to always finish on the double

It’s not the rhyme that bothers me,

for I look to the computer for quick aid.

More often, it seems to be

a good theme that trips me laid.

But I always get up with a vow

back up straight, when time permits

with a strong resolve not to allow

Any obstructive thought that inhibits.

Now, I think I have a clearly marked fence

within which to create something that makes sense.