I am sitting with Letitia in my consulting room
drawing a picture of her as an angel.
I am hovering in a different dimension,
talking to Letitia’s Higher Self.
The angel has soft purple wings
of rippling feathers, lit with magenta and orange.
Gradually every colour in the rainbow
is included. I write her name in deep Ming blue
inside the space that represents her heart.
It means that she communicates love and peace.
My own name I sign, as always, in purple. I like purple.
I come into my body to choose the exact shade.
I have been floating in space above my head
and talking to Letitia from that space.
I have been sitting in my chair in my room, my fingers
selecting the pencils, my voice clear.
We rise and go into the house. I get coffee.
She rolls up her picture, for the journey home in the car.
You should stay with us here, says Andrew.
You should stay with us 24/7.
What would I do with my life? she says. I can’t do that.
But I can be with you in spirit 24/7, and I will.
30 Poems in 30 Days, 2010: 28
Prompt: A poem that uses two or more different settings / locations.
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