An Impulsive Moment

That moment when an idea for a poem springs to mind, And everything else gets left behind. Must get this down on paper! Or i may surely forget it later! I'm lying in bed trying to get to sleep, Tossing and turning, Duvet tangled up in a heap, Thoughts rush through my mind, Like a tidal wave, Thoughts of sleep are far behind. One line flows into another, Words as gentle as a flower. Drifting me away on a beautiful cloud, I want to write it all down, Say it out loud! I hope I remember this poem tomorrow, Or I will be filled with regrettable sorrow! Jayne Louise Davies