Friday, August 28, 2009

fine lines

I see them
peeking around my mouth and eyes
mostly after smiling & laughing
though some come from frowning & worrying.

They show up on my shirts
because I refuse to iron anymore
after years of teenaged Sundays spent
with baskets of wrinkled laundry.

When I discover a new secret boyfriend,
there they are
between my flirty questions about movies or groceries
and my happy marriage.

In my classroom
when I meet students
who have been denied a loving mother,
who need to reject me in order to survive,
who keep me up at night, despairing,
I see them.


Busy Bee Suz said...

This is so perfect. You are very talented. Love it!

Shana said...

Well done : )

katydidnot said...


Gretchen said...

That poem is so well-written. And sad. And lovely.

shrink on the couch said...

not crow's feet, but know's feet. and you know's it, girl. this is a superb poem.

brandy101 said...

Best wishes for the new school year!

Lisa Wheeler Milton said...

You just reminded me how much I enjoy good poetry.

Thank you.

(It is lovely.)

Fantastic Forrest said...

Those lines are mighty fine, missy.

Here's the perfect venue for you to do a poetry slam with your piece:

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

They are the lines of a life well-lived.

Amanda said...

Lines worth walking and rejoicing.

dkuroiwa said...

that was just so good...i loved it.
when i grow up, i want to be able to write like you.

lapoflux said...


LarryG said...

the face of life lived
testimony sharing smiles
fine lines prove the worth

Suzanne said...

Very few people can be poetic and lovely about fine lines...

You are wonderful.

shrink on the couch said...

tag, you're it!

AngelConradie said...

Thats beautiful!


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