Well
There’s a well in the barnyard
off to the side,
not near the back of the house-
a step from the kitchen.
She seems ornamental,
for this is a modern house
full of all appliances
and hot running water.
The well, for me, at least—
a visitor, is a call to memory.
So well trimmed, she is,
with thick-mortared rough brick—
a lone-standing beauty
with a little pitched roof
and crank complete
with galvanized bucket
waiting.
I accepted, leaned over
her edge to see
my shadow
in her silver-blue sky,
lowered the bucket
like a proud boy,
cranked it up,
then turned it over,
pouring its glisten back
like a fish I’d caught
and didn’t keep.
To Ponder
1. When
chance provides you with a magnificent repeat of
the past, for heavens sake do
not let it go by untouched.
2. Do
not, I say, do not dismiss small events and visuals
that wake you up to former
feelings you’ve lost.
3. What
are they, words of an old song; something your
sister said to you once that
smacked you flat?
4. We
are who we are, even though we may try to forget.
That’s the foundation—a
strength somehow—not to deny.
5. No
matter, rich or poor, or wherever in between, you are
in some measure where and what
you came from and
that’s your uniqueness.
6. You
don’t have to be limited by your past. You can grow
beyond, grateful that bits of
your history is in your cells—
rich and true!
7. So
look around; the eyes you have to see are yours
alone. Claim their bounty.
© 2013 Allan Cox, Allan Cox & Associates Inc. All Rights Reserved.
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