tell me what you think

Today I'm trying to figure things out. Also, Im trying to make a poem for a poetry slam. I realized that good poems dont come forced out. They come and go like the breezy winds but sometimes those winds can be warm then the next icy cold. You don't know which way they come from. Here's some of what I have down so far:

Poems dont come when you want them to come
They come in a randomly order fashion
I try to think hard and twiddle my thumbs
But nothing seems to be forming at all
I want a poem that's straight from the heart
It should sound cool and full of meaning
But the good thoughts come out like an unpredictable fart!
Their sizes from really really big, to small

Aight that's about it? More to come later when I get inspired. Laaaaaaate