Johnette Loefgren Poet Couplet

Halucinatrix Diaries...Assisted Flight

On 
the other side
of morning 
in the
deepest valley down,

she flew skyward
without warning
in her faded wedding gown

culminating 
all her 
ventures
in a coup d'etat of flight
as she scattered invitations
to a wedding
in the light.

said the bride groom
would be waiting
on the stairs to heaven's door 
said she was anticipating
seeing his dear face once more.

so I waived and waved
and wondered
if she found him on the rise,
and if every day is numbered

you can't blame her if she tries,

reuniting with her
solider, killed abroad
in foreign wars

she could not grow any
older waiting underneath these stars.

now I stand here in the
meadow 
in the moonlight
in a trance,

and I'm  sure I saw
a shadow 
of them
whirling in a dance,

straight across the 
cold division
straight along the milky way,

and I hope my dark decision
sent her on her
fated way.

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