Eureka Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

What do you do when in your bed
A new Poem comes to you?
Do you toss and turn to formulate it?
Or get up, and write it down too?

Do you try to lie still, not daring to move,
Lest the household, you do disturb?
Knowing the words may go away,
And leave you all the more perturbed?

I get up in time,
As the words, line-by-line,
Gather together in place,
For the words of the poem,
Will go around in my Mind,
And may be forever misplaced.

Hopefully, like now,
The poem gets writ,
As many of mine do these days,
And I can again, go to my bed,
And relax till it happens again.

Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 18 December 2005