Fishing for Teeth
by C.M. Pickard
In silent grief, a daughter takes her place
amidst the hush of whispers and memories rise
within her mind, a youthful game embraced
of fishing for teeth—in summer’s playful tide.
The pool transforms, a stage where joy and water merge
laughter dances and bonds are tightly laced.
The forceful plunge, a summer ritual well-laced;
piercing the veil where a kingfisher’s dive takes place,
a game of bonding in which carefree moments merge
dying the aquatic canvas where family memories to rise.
For teeth—like silver fish, in water’s tide,
a father’s joy and daughter’s heart embraced.
The glue’s aroma, recollections embraced,
bound by laughter, love tightly laced,
and the pungent scent rises with the tide,
a patio’s wooden tread their temporary resting place.
Man-made current swirls—and children’s voices rise;
two halves united in passing hours will merge.
A mother’s voice drifts as scraping hinges merge,
stirring laugher, both pain and joy embraced;
graceful as a blowfish, a father struggles to rise.
In haste—a splash of water intricately laced,
securing mended teeth; forced back into place
and superglue’s bitter taste washes away with the tide.
A once vibrant father’s form beneath the tide,
through water’s lens; where reflections blend
within a daughter’s gaze, painful ripples take their place.
Silhouetted fragments from a distant era embraced,
while beneath the surface: truth and myth is laced
amidst mourners, the departed’s essence softly rises.
In depths profound, where shadows rise,
an anguished swim; through grief’s relentless tide
where sorrow’s touch, and a daughter’s heart are inter-laced.
Time’s gentle flow and water’s stories blend
beneath the liquid shroud: a child’s tender echoes embraced,
and in solitude waves of sorrow find their place.
Poignant memories rise, history and present blend.
Fishing for teeth against the tide; in sombreness embraced,
both grief and joy inter-laced, blooming; within this hallowed place.
amidst the hush of whispers and memories rise
within her mind, a youthful game embraced
of fishing for teeth—in summer’s playful tide.
The pool transforms, a stage where joy and water merge
laughter dances and bonds are tightly laced.
The forceful plunge, a summer ritual well-laced;
piercing the veil where a kingfisher’s dive takes place,
a game of bonding in which carefree moments merge
dying the aquatic canvas where family memories to rise.
For teeth—like silver fish, in water’s tide,
a father’s joy and daughter’s heart embraced.
The glue’s aroma, recollections embraced,
bound by laughter, love tightly laced,
and the pungent scent rises with the tide,
a patio’s wooden tread their temporary resting place.
Man-made current swirls—and children’s voices rise;
two halves united in passing hours will merge.
A mother’s voice drifts as scraping hinges merge,
stirring laugher, both pain and joy embraced;
graceful as a blowfish, a father struggles to rise.
In haste—a splash of water intricately laced,
securing mended teeth; forced back into place
and superglue’s bitter taste washes away with the tide.
A once vibrant father’s form beneath the tide,
through water’s lens; where reflections blend
within a daughter’s gaze, painful ripples take their place.
Silhouetted fragments from a distant era embraced,
while beneath the surface: truth and myth is laced
amidst mourners, the departed’s essence softly rises.
In depths profound, where shadows rise,
an anguished swim; through grief’s relentless tide
where sorrow’s touch, and a daughter’s heart are inter-laced.
Time’s gentle flow and water’s stories blend
beneath the liquid shroud: a child’s tender echoes embraced,
and in solitude waves of sorrow find their place.
Poignant memories rise, history and present blend.
Fishing for teeth against the tide; in sombreness embraced,
both grief and joy inter-laced, blooming; within this hallowed place.
C.M. Pickard is a self-proclaimed late bloomer, living in Melbourne, Australia who enjoys the freedom poetry provides to explore various themes with a raw and powerful honesty. Her poetry appeared in Wingless Dreamer's "Hey there Delilah!" anthology and Pineberry Literary Journal’s upcoming second issue. Visit her at https://cmpickardwrites.site.