844 Memories [04 April 2011]

Memories seem to flood,
floating,
pressed against the dam of mind.
Cresting, pausing at the rim,
as if in stasis,
until the drop too much
dribbles down the edge.
Funny moments squawk,
indignant,
and amusingly dislodged,
breaking a smile into the outer causeway
as they follow the endless path
into the all-encompassing sea.
Laughter
burbles in the gleaming waves,
as a moment caught
in glass-smooth surface,
pulled into the depths
reminds how silly
youth can be.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Newbie weight lifter. Love cats and baseball.
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