Mind Over Matter Poem by Patrick van der Loos

I wrote a poem yesterday
It was a masterpiece, a sure thing
On the radio I would tell it
The host would praise its prose,
It's use of the rolling and frolicking tongue

The paper lost, betrayed by my own house
Written in a flash of brilliance, but now my mind betrays me
I tried to write it down, to scratch the crust of memory
To reveal what I had lost, its essence tangible
But all in vain, its essence there, its brilliance lost

A forgery of my own masterpiece,
Something of the magic lost to myself
But what a thing is was
Mind over body; body over mind
Such was the theme… apt.

I now know the score
But I cannot rewitness the game
Yesterday the mind triumphed;
Only to suffer bitter defeat at the hands of the body
Mind over body, body over mind.

Such is how ideas are lost to time.