Saturday, January 22, 2011

   


                                Memories

Memories well up like the bubbles
On the bottom of a pot of water
That is just about to boil.
They rise up to the surface
And pop
As they release a moment
From the deep recesses of mind.
Sometimes it is a picture
A sound,
A smell,
An emotion.
One word alone may release one
Recalling when that word first was
Understood.
A crossword puzzle can start a rolling boil
Suitable for cooking pasta.
When each bubble breaks
Another memory escapes
Until the pot is empty
And the memories are in the world.

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