Thoughts roamed away - a poem of cold mornings

It got away...
I had this idea
just the gist of a poem
rolling around amid the skull boulders
but removed my hat
letting it escape.

I chased around
looking like a fool
trying to track damned thing down
but it left so few tracks
amid the light dew
never found it.

Sitting down now
waiting nervously to see
if it will wander back here
under its own or never again
wishing just one thing..
Warmer morning air....
so I can write things down.

8December2012 - Dyfedd Rex