Faces

This poem is dedicated to my dear friend Ryan Levin. These verses describe the mutual silliness of our tendency of making funny faces at each other.

Faces

His face will smile, wide-eyed saucers

Like mine. With raised silly eyebrows--

Gesundheit! More hiccups come as

We mimic each other's faces.

The Ryan--Char's mirror image!

I tried my best to stick to the following pattern: / x' / x' / 'x / 'x /, two "unstressed stressed" feet followed by two "stressed unstressed" feet, an actual mirror image! Spicin' up the tetrameter. How cool is that?

Cheers,

Char