POETRY
Fade
by Nanette Guadiano-Campos
Published in the San Antonio Express News on December 18, 2005
I painted her picture with my eyes closed
A Caravaggio of memory
Down to the last wrinkle
Time had etched into her bittersweet face
How easy it was to make her mine again!
Vibrant hues of orange, yellow, and red I painted
With each stroke of recollection
Love in every line I used to memorize with my fingers
As a child
What will I do with only memories
Frescoed onto the ceiling of my heart
Like an Italian masterpiece
Bleached by the light of the sun
Little by little
Until nothing is left — nothing at all
But the fade.
Nanette Guadiano-Campos is a writer and teacher. She is currently working on her first novel. She lives in San Antonio, Texas with her husband and two daughters.
Copyright 2005, Nanette Guadiano-Campos