Friday, 31 December 2010



1. The supposed physical basis of an individual memory in the brain.
2. A presumed encoding in neural tissue that provides a physical basis for the persistence of memory; a memory trace.

I keep your gloves close to my heart,
Close to my lips, close to my nose,
Tracing faded presence into the fold,
Creases of leather, engrams of memories.

You wore these to church on Sunday
And when meeting secret admirers;
I can't reconcile the ideas:
A volage yet pious grand-mother.

Over the years, I'd forgotten
You were merely human.

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Sue J said...

Yes, even grandmothers are human :)

Tess Kincaid said...

Surprising twist to this one. Beautiful!

Helen said...

Your Magpie delighted every fibre of my being ~ as a grandmother who believes herself still a young woman (on occasion) ... Happy New Year!

signed...bkm said...

we all are many people...making us merely human....nice magpie...happy new year...bkm

Trellissimo said...

When the gloves come off, who knows what one may find? :)

Linda Bob Grifins Brin Korbetis said...

moving words...

insightful message.
happy 2011.

Anonymous said...

Oftentimes, we want our loved ones to fill many roles in our lives, or a specific role we've assigned to them. We tend to forget they're only human. Lovely magpie!

Brian Miller said...

tight closing line! i felt this one...