The Visit

The earth moved, an aperture in time.
Tectonic plates shifted within her soul
left behind an open space,
a void within her life.

She stood above where he lie.
Moist grass licked her ankle bones,
feet planted firmly as she stared down,
eyes a spiral, boring deep and deeper still.

And when the summer storm came
she gently lowered herself,
a prostrate form upon the mound,
to protect him from the pelting rain.

She imagined his shape beneath hers,
tucked her arms close in beneath her chest.
Face resting upon the stone
she felt the granite, cool upon her cheek.

I love you always she whispered.
And lying still among the tombs
lying with him once again,
she felt his love within her heart.


7 thoughts on “The Visit

  1. Karen September 23, 2016 / 1:42 pm

    Sad. I don’t want to think about this. Maybe I’ll go first …

    Liked by 1 person

    • lillian September 23, 2016 / 2:01 pm

      We have a pact to live till we’re 94 🙂


  2. Victoria C. Slotto September 23, 2016 / 6:25 pm

    Rich representation of the strong emotion that accompanies loss. Poignant.


  3. Renee Espriu September 23, 2016 / 11:06 pm

    Love this. So very poignant. I hope you come through on your pact. 🙂


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