Simple Smile
Simple Smile 07 23 20
Charles Mistretta
Charles Mistretta
I called my brother on the phone
We talked of this and that
It didn't really matter
The idea was just the chat
We talked of this and that
It didn't really matter
The idea was just the chat
He called me back on Facetime
without a face to share
What made him hide remains a question
That I did not dare
without a face to share
What made him hide remains a question
That I did not dare
Talk was done, it was fun
Time to go again
Then in an instant he appeared
Grown old before my eyes
Time to go again
Then in an instant he appeared
Grown old before my eyes
No ghost was he, a shy apparition
Just a smile and piercing eyes
Gone again until next time
We send a simple smile
Just a smile and piercing eyes
Gone again until next time
We send a simple smile
A poem my brother John and I collaborated on. We sent it back and for. He suggested I put it to music. I will do that when the muse comes again.
The picture below reminds me of him because he sculpts. I use posing software. Maybe he will take some clay and do this one. No one knows.
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