Bubble Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bubble

On counter
-sits idle
-and silent
-motionless
-coffee mug

Full it is; I did it
-the steamed then dried
-now powder coffee of
-what is called:
- "The instant…"

One spoon…
-then some more
-and later hot water
-while boiling on cooker…

See beneath coffee-mug
-dance bubbles and wrestle
-and add up, and add up…

I wonder: "where from? "
-how were made?

Touch the mug
-is dry!
-I am sure no spill…

Then why, how?
-or did I?
-or is it of last night?

I stand motionless
-as silent as the mug
-and idle, and observe

Crazy I must be
-soft, sweet, delicate

Am assured:
- "Truly a poet! ! ! "