clairedelune

It began to snow

Lightly at first
Then it was just the two
Of them
Wrapped in the opaque
Spectacle

The parking meters
            Stop signs
Disappeared
In to the bank of
White

It was just the two of them

Lightly at first
And then for forever

 

newyorktosanfrancisco

I was your hero
Or
At least I hoped I was

The uncertainty of shipping
Your life from one end of the
Land to the other

I wanted to pack you in a little box
And carry you with me

The bumpy ride over the Rockies
Then the Sierras

It felt final
In the hallway of your apartment

You promised you’d visit

Finality has a way of making liars
Of you and I

 

lifeeverafter

The lights would continue for the
Next couple of weeks
The gas too
She hadn’t checked on the cable or
The internet
But she was sure that she would be
Able to at least keep lighted and warm

The mortgage
Long since paid off didn’t even cross her
Mind
Though in her survival it should have been
On the long check list that Amanda
Her daughter had drawn up

The single, snow-wet trail of
Footprints
Brought in a couple more things from a
Porch of well-wishers

After awhile
She ventured up to her
Bedroom
And saw the closet full of his clothes
The long sigh was
Her life ever after