I Almost Lost It!

I looked in the file cabinet but I could not find it there.
It obviously had not been filed; I began to look elsewhere.  
I looked on the lamp table beside the green armchair.
Only to find my poem was gone, but I did not despair.

I looked in drawers in every room; frustration did forbear.
Exactly where I put my work, I was not aware.
I looked beneath my knitwear, my neck-wear, and nightwear.
My poem, lost in a nightmare, had vanished in thin air.

I began to search the kitchen, aggravation in full glare. 
I looked behind the china, the stoneware, and glassware.
I looked between the pots and pans, beneath the new cookware.
All too soon, my family knew my recall required repair.

So, I retraced my every move as fear began to blare.
There was nothing else to do but eat a chocolate éclair.
(But I was on a diet; so, instead…yea, right…I ate a pear.)
And all of this I did before my heart felt great despair.

“My Dear” came to help me, for I could find the poem nowhere.
At times like this, when things are lost, life seems so unfair.
The devil cast his fiery net, but my soul he did not ensnare.
I calmed myself, my hope was bare, and then, I said a prayer. 

It was soon discovered, after I cried, but did not swear.
That it was in the computer room, not stolen by some corsair.
A plastic drawer behind my chair had become my poetry lair.
Forgotten works, unfinished thoughts, old poems were nestled there.

Relief, now sighed, I caressed the page, new verse written with care.
And it was not long after this dreadful affair that I became aware.
Each poem that flows from a poet's heart is written with personal flare.
Uniquely styled, with passionate views, shared insights, loved and rare.

Whether upon the computer or on paper a poet's poems find air.
Each published thought from soul to man must be carefully stored somewhere. 
So, when upon a summer's steam you write your thoughts so fair.
Put them in a most safe place, consistently, and you will find them there.


© July 12, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Dietrich Avatar
July 14, 2010 at 7:34 PM
Dane Ann, I think your poem here really captures for ME the feeling of dread upon losing a poem and how we search everywhere (well, I would not be searching in clothes drawers or cupboards, but to each his own) and the way you prayed over it. I did that once or twice when I lost things important to me. A great write. Congratulations. Andrea
K. Avatar
July 14, 2010 at 1:53 AM
This is such an amazing monorhyme, Dane Ann :) Congrats on your win & yes, you do give sound advice to where to put these precious writes of ours-- and haha I would've chosen the eclair over that pear too! -- nikko :)
Brown Avatar
July 13, 2010 at 12:26 PM
Congratulations Dane Ann on your win in A Rambling Poet's contest "Did you see my poem, I lost it!". Love, Carol
Horsman Avatar
July 12, 2010 at 6:57 PM
excellent poem,I deepy felt every word you displayed, congrats on your winner in the contest. Harry
Devonshire Avatar
July 12, 2010 at 5:29 PM
Ha Ha!! Very funny, Dane Ann. They were by the computer all along! Congratulations on your win, dear. Love, Carolyn
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July 12, 2010 at 5:06 PM
This is one I can relate you. Nice use of rhyme to share your thoughts. Congratulatons on your win in Constance's contest to my other comment. Keep up the good writing. Karen
Roberts Avatar
July 12, 2010 at 3:15 PM
great monorhyme, congrats on win
Sweetheart Avatar
July 12, 2010 at 2:41 PM
Congrats Dane Ann on your winning poem in the lost poem contest .. a fabulous write all can relate too and enjoy yourself as u dance to the winners circle.. with luv..
La France Avatar
July 12, 2010 at 2:29 PM
Congratulations, Dane Ann, on sixth place in my contest, Did You See My Poem, with this wonderful Monorhyme poem... Love Constance
Robbins Aka Gonzo Avatar
July 12, 2010 at 10:08 AM
I can lose a person in this place i call a office slash assylum cheers to this write my friend and i think we all been there im back here for a bit although the restrictions on work are not a pealing to me cheers my friend great job gonzo
Richards Avatar
July 12, 2010 at 6:42 AM
Wow...this is so good.....this is another poem that could qualify for Constance's contest...and Danielle's monorhyme contest...two birds with one stone!! Great job, Dane Ann! Love, Carrie
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