Lost Post

Lost Post

I thought you were gone
and lamented the work I had put into you.

I had strained
and captured,
lost the vision
and then recaptured
the essense of what I wanted to say when making you.

And then when I wanted to put you out
I did and then found you to be gone.

I had lost
and mourned,
had a vision
that cannot be recaptured
no way now to say what I wanted to say when making you.

And then I repaired and forgot
I thought I would never forget but I found I did.

Then I found you
refound you
had a past
that needs no recapture
archived away in a place I never dreamt you'd be.

But now you're here and you're now expressed
and I have you not long till I'll have another.

-Matthew Koutzun

This Post is actually based on the loss and revival of the poem I just recently wrote, lost, and found: "It's a Box". I had wrote the poem, and then as I press the publish button I received an error sign. It was the death of me. I had worked really hard on it!

I had had the idea for the poem since walking in the morning. I had forgotten how most of the structure and lines were to be by the time I made it to a computer so I had to push creativity to bring back the mood I had. I usually find it easy to hold a mood or idea in place but this one was more troublesome than most, vague in areas and fixed in others, so I had to rebuild at parts. What I came up with was a great poem which is now one of my quick favorites. Which is why when the error sign came I almost lost it.

A day went by and I thought, "well, usually when I'm tapped creatively I go back and look at past work." I find it easier that way because it really does set you back on the creative track you were riding then. And looking at my posts I saw it, marked "draft". Saved sporatically by the new blogger system! I am so happy now that it's back and the incedent inspired the poem I wrote now catching and analysing myself in the moment. So yeah... that was my little story of a little lost poem refound...