“Poetry has paved the path, helping me find my true self.“
Laugh Lines – Darcy Fisher
I follow the lines
Through pebbled paths,
To forked roads,
Getting lost in stories
You did not have time to write down
I study the lines on your face
Seeing myself in mirrored milky blue eyes
bleeding tears of happiness
Dripping down blushing cheeks
I follow the lines to your mouth
Opening to a creasing smile
Revealing tea stained capped teeth
Hearing chattering laughter
As you wipe skin clean with soft wilted fingertips.
I listen holding your shaking hand
Leading me through time
Visiting mother, as a child
Skipping stones, rippling still water
Watching grandfather fish
Arm extended, releasing transparent line of thought
Into a pool of swimming ducks
Chasing breadcrumbs
Floating on the surface, stagnant
I Listen, dangled on the line, hooked
Sipping tea, streaming ancestral stories
Showing me how you lived
Who you met along the way
And, why life is beautiful.
I follow you to the end of the pebbled path
Where we began, and where you departed
Wearing your lines of wisdom on my smiling face
reciting your life story
in transition to a destination unknown
Keeping your allegory alive
Retold and never forgotten.
Extract from ASPZ Issue 16th Lines; if you wish to receive our zines send us an email to aspz.magazine@gmail.com
