Ode To A Forgotten Poem – Arthur Roberts

I wonder at your mysterious origins

I’m 60 years old and have enjoyed writing poetry most of my life.

ODE TO A FORGOTTEN POEM

I revisit you after a decade of neglect.
I am ten full years shorter now
Yet you appear to be longer!
Your sleek lines shine rust free,
Unpolished, I still see my reflection in you.
Your acid tongue sharper than a paper cut.
I take pride in your robust form.
Your truth shocks me anew.
I wonder at your mysterious origins
And can’t remember how I found you.
A sapling of an idea with shallow burrowing roots.
Now I rest in your shade,
You, whom I made.

Arthur Roberts, Tipton

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