I've Got The Bug Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

I've such a strong desire,
To write a special rhyme,
The words start flowing nicely,
I'm really doing fine,
And as the rhythm starts to flow,
I feel a rush of words,
I'm in a slight poetic trance,
I'm floating like a bird,
So mesmerised, revitalised,
Each line goes on and on,
The words are matching perfectly,
For all to look upon,
Alas I write my final line,
Now time to take a breather,
I have this bug that's going around,
They call it poem fever.

Jayne Louise Davies