His jazz collection fills the spare bedroom
Music man, you see, was his nom de plume
Our wedding album rests on the nightstand
A keepsake for my viewing on demand
The tarnished silver comb that stroked his hair
Lays on the dresser beside his easy chair
The carnation he wore on our wedding day
A keepsake preserved in a glass display
The love notes he sent are bound in a box
I read them again when life deals hard knocks
His old Volvo still sits in the driveway
In it he proposed to his fiancé
I’ve clung to these treasures, lived in the past
Keepsakes from four years that went by too fast
Comfort they bring as he watches from above
John, my husband, the only man I’ve loved
It was their night they shone bright as they danced their sweet dance
Two lovers embraced in their world of romance.
They laughed and they cried as their eyes locked in stare
It was their world for this moment as if no one was there.
And their steps they so flawlessly glided in tune,
To a melody that touched everyone in that room.
Their passion brought envy to onlookers there,
Who secretly questioned their own love affair.
But as the night closed and came to an end
The lovers were blind to what lie round the bend.
The house and the cars and the jobs that went bad
The kids drove them crazy and their savings were drab.
So they fought to hold on to the things in their life,
That caused them so much of their pain and their strife.
They fought with each other like enemies do,
And dismissed in their life everything that was true.
So when sickness and hardships and troubles occurred,
Their vows to commit seemed truly absurd.
Their home and their kids would now take a backseat,
For their moral obligation they chose not to meet.
So I Ask …
What happened to that dance they danced so well?
With passion and truth everyone could tell.
What happened to their dance where they held so tight?
What happened to the wonder of their glorious night?
What happened to the words that charmed their ears?
With a passionate rhythm that brought them to tears.
What happened to those vows that poured from their heart?
The “I love you forever and till death do us part”.
For these aren’t just words we borrow for the day,
From another who tells us this is what we must say.
We say them cause it’s what we feel true in our heart,
It’s a God given blessing we commit from the start.
But these words are now lost as they fall on deaf ears,
Since the pain and the struggles they’ve created these years.
So the lesson here learned dear people of odd,
Is that love is so fragile but made strong with our God.
So stop fighting for power and money or need,
For all of this nonsense is only our greed.
Keep God in your life and he’ll walk you through,
When heartache and pain and losses ensue.
For why commit vows in the eyes of our God,
And not call on him when life gets too hard?
For the truth of our vows we are all meant to see,
is that marriage is not, made of two, but of three
If reading these words ring some truth in your heart,
Decide that today you will make a new start.
Go hug your spouse and say something kind
Don’t let the small stuff cloud up your mind.
We’re all just lost souls who are trying to cope
If not there for each other then where is the hope?
You see, the anger, the fight
that in us abide, Is only the insecure child inside.
So rise up above all this fear and this pain,
And see all the beauty that there is to gain.
By trusting in God and his will for you
Together forever he’ll see you both through.
For life is too short for our miserly ways
cheap on our love hence dreading our days.
He made us to love in all that we do
To wake up each morning and start us a new.
So pray for your spouse, ask God to be kind
To the person you prayed in the beginning to find.
They’re still the same person you loved from the start
But life and it’s troubles have hardened their heart.
You vowed that you’d love them in sickness and health
Now is your chance to show God what you felt.
So rise up my friend, don’t say that you’re through
For what if your loving God gave up on you?
Its the morning after the night before
As i leave my new wife, whom i lovingly adore
My orders came through, overseas i head
With my band of brothers, not knowing what's ahead
Married for days, whilst conflict takes him away
Holding sheets where we slept, my memory bouquet
At the bottom of our bed, there lies a virgin white rose
With a note beneath i am in momentary froze
I sit and stare as to what it might say
Knowing this is the day my love flies away
My darling Tinks i leave this white rose for you
Its pristine appearance describes my darling so true
It symbolises you, so innocent so pure
With your love in my heart, i will return i assure
Think of the day, from these distant lands from beyond
For the morning after the night before, we will respond
This virgin white rose, so bridal so pure
You and its safety i will secure, for you to return for our future
The day you come home, it shall lay on our bed
And we will continue our lives, as you have always said
I will go about my tomorrow's, thinking of you every day
And prey that this virgin white rose, never turns deathly grey
If I held you close would you mind?
If I said to love me a minute longer would you have time?
If I said to kiss me would i feel that you care?
If I looked at you for hours would you mind that I stared?
If forever is what i wanted would you promise to be true?
If I told you would you believe me If I said I love you?
If all these things I ask of you, you tell me you can do?
Then theres one more question that I have for you .....Is your answer I do?
My Cousin's Wedding
Weddings happen here by the dozen
All are fun, especially if a cousin
Get a new outfit, have to look good in the croud
Make the best of the time that is allowed
The bride and groom get set for the night
Alot of time and money go into making sure all goes right
The ceremony is over, the bride and groom set out
The pastor calls them back , marriage license not signed, he shouts (hehe)
The right combination of people, music make a good reception
Where is the beer, head in that direction
Written on the cozie "I'm here for the free beer"
Laughing so much, has us in tears
So many relatives, which kid is for who
Can't remember names, faces will do
The dance floor is open, get out there and shake your booty
Go ahead, get a little fruity
Uncle Johnny does the alligator on the dance floor
Down on the floor, joined by more
It doesn't stop there, the bride leads the pirogue
Like a train behind her, a long line unfolds
Family, friends, togetherness like no other
Before nights end, you will know many others
Contest by: Joann Grisetti
Poem written by: Debra Falgout
September 1, 2012
Just a Wedding Day
Oh, hear the wedding bells peal out to ring
They clang as if they have no heart to sing
The groom arrives, splendoured in tailed suit
A masquerade that shields a thuggish brute
The parents meeting, warmly shaking hands
Judging; which, the most they cannot stand
The lady guests file in with happy strides
Rueing still the day that they were brides
Here comes the bride, beaming down the aisle
When her bouquet is thrown, so is, her smile
Bridesmaids, they all insist, they are steadfast
Best man repeats aunt’s words “It will not last”
With sincerity, the groom, he says, “I do”
Whilst keeping eye on Sandra in the pew
The vicar smiles with joy and yet beneath
That smile, for the pair, he holds a wreath
United, smiling cheese, they are photo’d
The camera clicks at families juxtaposed.
When fate decides to bring you love........
Its a blessings shower from Heavens above
Guardian Angels sprinkling pixie dust, blissfully
To bestow upon you, precious gifts of destiny
Your paths could cross just one fine day
You know when happiness comes --knocking your way
Embrace with open arms, these are worthy treasures
Each gem of the chest ushers in a life-time of pleasures.
You are His chosen one, receiving delightful presents of Fate
He marked one heart and kept aside, your special soulmate
As you tie the knot of love, from within the soul's deep
The promises made to a loving heart, you really must keep
Nurturing your bond as you go from strength to strength
Relishing the joys of matrimony through your life's length
Honoring marital vows with all the faith and fidelity
Sweetness of a graceful marriage filled with joy and dignity
Virtues of humility, forgiveness and lots of patience
Creasing out big and small worries with smiling persistance
Blessings, prayers and wishes pour in from near and far
As the bride and groom unite today under their lucky star!
Inspired by Janette Fisher's contest: when fate decides..
I turned out a little late as the contest already has closed, but still posting the poem anyways.
Again a small poem guys dedicated to my Darling hubby..
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare
Loving You is Blissful - My Darling Hubby
Twilighting glow of the sky..
Wanna fly so high..
Sparkling amidst the million stars..
chosen the crazy pal and so life is excellently par..
As like the blossom were kissed by soft rain..
Your arrival in life diminished all my pains..
God has entwined me..with my emarald diamonite gem..
Enlightening new vistas in life as like your next aim..
At an astounding pace time flew..
But When i didn‘t see you..I feel like..Life is been dew..
Your divine presence in life rejuvenates me..
Every tick of my heartbeat resonating wit your‘s or whatever it will be..
Your innumerable naughtiness made me silly..
But yep, your beautifying nature had an fragrance in life like lilly..
As like snow crested the nestled mountains..
You cuddled my persona..like a sip of fountains..
Being With you, Life is euphorically elated..
Full of high spirit and delighted..
Thanks for being accompanying me my theist..
Your admirer with lots n lots of Love:
The wedding bells were in full swing, ringing
The choir in the church was melodiously singing
The groom saw the bride entering with a smile
It took his heartbeat, breath away for a while
He couldn’t wait to make her his wife
He’d imagined with her, his entire life
But before he could face her, came in her brother
He asked in an angry tone “How much do you love her?”
“As much as the sky spreads” he answered, it was true
“Okay then you can marry her” the brother said, “that’s cool”
The bride was now a step ahead, the groom’s heartbeat fast
Before he could see her properly, came before him a task
The mother it was this time, asking him to propose
“Very romantic it should be, else, I’ll oppose”
The groom sat on his knees and said “I love you sweetheart”
“I cannot live even for a sec, even with the thought that we part”
The mother was satisfied, the bride came further
With her next step, the groom faced her father
“You can marry her only on one condition
Give her everything she wishes for, you love should have no limitation”
“Sure” the groom said, and his bride was now before him
But before the priest could start, a lady entered in
“Stop this marriage! I still love you” she said loudly
“Tell me you still love me, don’t marry, and say it proudly”
The bride was surprised, her eyes filled with tears and worry
Just then the lady said, “Oops the wrong marriage, I’m sorry!”
The couple was now happy and they finally got their ceremony right
The groom’s face was lit up and the bride’s was bright
Just then someone called the groom, “Get up son! It’s your wedding today!”
It was then that he realized, it was a dream! But he was sure today was the best day of his life!!
written on 23rd Sep 2012
Written for the contest
May happiness and joy, fill your heart each morning
May passion, fill your spirit at lights dawning
May your smiles, greet and brighten every day
While swaying, to life's dance, partners in this ballet
Find all your solace, in each others arms
while your feeding, on each others charms
enjoy, the spring and summer of your life
and protect each other, from all the strife
In this journey, your life's purpose, will be fulfilled
Together, you'll greet the winter, and be thrilled
A little bit confused was beautiful Spring,
She had to choose for life a bridegroom.
Who will give her a wedding ring?
Three men wanted to be her happy and bloom.
March, April and May vied with each other.
About their great love they quietly talked.
April was for Spring like a brother,
With March she just often liked to walk.
Timid March gave her beautiful primroses,
Out of snowdrops he made a wreath,
He didn’t want to know any losses,
He promised her the whole world’s wealth.
Delicate and sweet was April.
He gave her a necklace of brilliant drops.
The life with him could be stable, - he said,
She’d be rich and would get good crops.
A wonderful May pleaded Spring:
You are my love! Take my wedding ring!
Be quick, Spring! Be my wife!
We’d be happy together the whole life.
And Spring trusted the handsome May.
Without any delay she sewed the white dress,
For the veil she took the apples blossoms.
That was her best and the happiest day.
The whole world was whirling in the dance.
May was getting married with Spring!
The Earth was full of love and romance,
Happiness to all this marriage would bring.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
2 U 2DAY
I HAVE 2 SAY
B4 WE MET
I WAZ IN DEBT
BUT NOW IZ FINE
UR RICH AND MINE
For David’s Text Talk contest
The wedding they’d dreamed of was carefully chosen
For brisk mid-autumn before the ground was frozen
As her freedom fighter struggled in the Mideast
She was absorbed in planning a fall wedding feast
A lively country band in the red barn would play
Magenta chrysanthemums would be her bouquet
Though many of his comrades never made it home
He returned to be wed ‘neath fall’s colorful dome
*Entry for Rick’s “Autumn Dream” contest
I placed a ring on her left hand
A plain white gold wedding band
With all my love this ring is from me
I also wore a ring for people to see
Today the rings have become something more
They also tie us together for evermore
Mine is still on my left hand
From my neck hangs her wedding band
I feel her in my heart and in my life
I still think of her as my wife
A SPECIAL LOVE
A love that begins and a love that ends
Two people that were more then friends.
The summer was over and Fall was here
My heart would pound when he was near.
We fell in love with each other over the winter
A spring time wedding and our love is the center.
On our wedding day he couldn't be found
It broke my heart and I fell to the ground.
It killed my love and I lost my trust
For him it was true love not just lust.
I knew there was another man for me
If I looked hard enough there he'ld be.
Enterd in Micheal J.Falitico~Falling in love in the Fall~contest
A New Ferrari
By Rick Rucker
We have changed our plans,
We will marry in The Netherlands,
The reason is primarily money,
It is far cheaper to fly there, with my Honey,
An island wedding sounded so romantic,
But the travel planning would have been frantic,
She has a large family, the logistics of them getting there,
I would have lost more of my hair!
Other things are still the same:
The wedding song, and the singer’s name,
Ditto some of the other things,
We will still exchange our rings,
If you have read some of my poems,
You know that I am prone to writing tomes,
I will have to cut it short,
Lest everyone falls asleep in The Court!
Since I am American, they think I am as rich as Ari,
So, just to not shatter their faith, I will give each attendee a new Ferrari!
Not really, but it sounded good,
Please forgive the small falsehood,
I am sure they will be overjoyed,
To see us, how our spirits are buoyed,
There is no way that I could envision,
This happiness, to my friend’s derision,
They do not believe in love at first sight,
I now believe it with all my might!
I Will Cry At My Wedding
By Rick Rucker
Those tears will be very real,
They will reflect the way I feel,
To have found this lovely Wife,
Especially this late in Life,
This gorgeous woman who is never boring,
Always sends my Heart a-soaring,
To astonishingly new heights,
With her Womanly delights,
After having availed myself of her charms,
We fall asleep, in each other’s arms,
I do not know how I earned,
The about face that my Life has turned,
I probably should not question why,
That I am the World’s luckiest guy,
Still, she is so fine,
I hope to make her happy to be mine,
To live happily ever after,
Our lives, full of Love and Laughter!
What was to be her wedding day,
has turned to putrid shades of grey.
The one who pledged his love for life
has run off with the butcher's wife.
The butcher in a dreadful rage,
followed them to the Fargo stage
and with one of his butcher knives,
ended their false blackhearted lives.
He now sits with the saddened lass,
refills her fully empty glass.
He cries with her in sad lament
at how dismal the day they've spent.
They both have missed the wedding feast.
He says,"We'll have some cake at least."
He cuts the cake with skillful art
and hands to her the biggest part.
For both it's been a trying day
and as the lass begins to sway,
after being wined and glucose fed,
she falls into the butcher's bed.
To Love someone with all your hear is one thing
To love someone with all you have is another thing
To love some with all you could be is so sweat
But to Love each other to the point you can't live
without one another it is true love indeed.
By: Mike Michael
As to being a spouse,
it's for good, I suppose.
It's another mild day and the sky glows white
The air is still and cool as the midday light
Admirers giggle, perhaps at a young caller
One hunches over, the other stands taller
They don't look wealthy, yet they don't look poor
Perhaps trusted servants, but what can't they ignore?
They've taken jolly notice, as if on a whim
Of a miming youth who should be pruning a limb
Posted at the window the younger one peers
At this croaking lad, flattered by what she hears
Hunching near the potato patch across the way
He waves in a fluster with a few word words to say
He's glances side to side, behind the wall, stepping back
Emerging again from a passageway's crack
Between the tool shed and the gardener's house
He sneaks with the startle and twitch of a mouse
She remains calm, though tickled by his manner
For he might as well wear a bright purple banner
The older woman chuckles in faint squeaks
Hidden by the shutter around which she peeks
The younger one looks quite near seventeen
With floating white sleeves rolled up yet clean
Her girlish neckline, cut wide and low,
Displays to her suitor how well she can sew
Her hair is tucked with a bow on one side
Her grin is reserved with her eyes opened wide
Could her silly boy still have his pruners in hand?
Is he skilled with the saw and tilling the land?
Two women at a window, quite content
Is this how many of their moments this day are spent?
She sits alone as the sun goes down
Like she does almost every night
Knowing he'll come home drunk again
And start another fight
She was so young when she met him
Just sixteen years and a day
She hated her life on the farm
And he promised to take her away
How could she know he was lying
Just feeding her a line
She'd never had any love at home
And his, "I love you" sounded so fine
The sun shone on their wedding day
She was a happy girl
But, too soon the storm clouds gathered
And totally ruined her world
She tried so hard for three long years
Answering to his beck and call
Then one day she packed her bags
An walked away from it all
She knew her love for him had died
She was taking his abuse no more
After writing a note saying, "GO TO HELL"
She walked for the last time, out the door
My rose, my soul, my heart's delight,
Such treachery this wintry night!
My fathers men hath taken thee
And I know not if thou'llst e're be free.
A spy was in the wood that day
When I met with thee and at last did say
How you set me alight with thy smile and thy voice;
How I'd gladly wed thee, were I given a choice.
The man heard my confessions and fled to the king
And said, "Noble sire, dire news I must bring!
Thy son the lord prince is smitten indeed.
But 'tis a peasant girl who has sown love's seed."
As prince I may not marry as I might wish.
Ah! wealth and pow'r are a bittersweet dish.
This is the reason thou wast sent away
But I will come swiftly as soon as I may.
I now gather men who'll support my endeavour,
Who're loyal to me, and we'll all stick together.
We'll whisk thee away, and then thee and I'll marry.
But we must do it quick, not a moment to tarry.
Once we are wedded in Our Father's eyes
My father shant dare bring about our demise.
He'll have to accept that one just can't stand by
And watch, as their love is dispatched to the sky.
And my love, thou'llt be queen! Ah! sweet heavens all bless.
Thou'll be marvelous indeed in thy coronation dress
As in any other, of any shape or hue.
Such is thy beauty, because, I love you.
In mid-winter we will be wed:
Oh, that the cool whiteness could be sped !
How my heart waits for her cool embrace
And the feel of snow flakes on my face,
Running warm through her frosted trees,
Watching the river’s fastness slow to freeze,
And the warmth that follows a ski-run,
And the snowshoe races full of fun.
Waiting so long is a weary task,
Till I’m crumping her white damask
Into pearl-grey hollows ,
And shaping shallow billows.
Then our hands touch in warmth and we know
There’s only a few weeks to go :
A smile from each diamond encrusted branch
Shows my face all a-blanch.
As my love walks close by me in a hush
My heart overflows at her special blush.
On sunlit silver snow no cold-eyed tear.
Oh my heart yearns for wintry land soon this year !
Young love blossoming though my life
One day soon she'll be my wife
we love today and never stop
Our true love will always pop
When we kiss i go crazy
Because i know you are my baby
i feel for you so fast in time
Now i know that you are mine
Your shy with me and never sing
but someday ill buy that ring(:
Hazel eyes glaze to my heart
I cant stand to be apart
But now i know were sure to be
because true love i really see.
She held the case against the moon
in bubbled glasses sea green hewn
and whispered nothings to the fish
her sea fins swishing at her wish
"The case against the moon", she said,
"began the day that I was wed
and on that day the tide pulled back
to swirling waves to ships attack
It 'twas this day my love embarked
a voyage to sustain my heart
while I a lowly mermaid be
he came to set my spirit free...
His ship was bitten by the wind
a low and moaning hull of tin
His eyes of coal to be immersed
while I searched for my wedding purse
Pearls from oysters for my crown
and seaweed stitched a wedding gown
His laugh and all his love did die
and, on my fins, I know not why
And so bold moon, I challenge you
to bring the worst that you can do
and I will fight with all my will
until the tides return to still."
The passive moon, it heaved a sigh
and tides began to do or die
while waves in turmoil turned to swell
the fish turned too, and wished her well.
She threw her glasses to the sea
and dove to indigo caves once free
to tether nets of liquid ore
to quell the moon forever more
On flying fish she pulled her nets
beyond the sun's impartial sets
to catch the moon and hurl her down
a luminous splash, and then no sound
The earth went dark, the sea went cold
all mermaids there went grey and old
The sea floor shook at the moon's embrace
in a glowing ripple of pure disgrace
Still in the sky in purple wind
the mermaid whispered: "I have sinned"
She shed a thousand briny tears
and flew the skies with grief and fears
'till deciding at last what she should do
She set a course to save the moon.
She dove to the bottom of a sea of light
and what she saw was quite a sight
The broken pieces in scattered glow
This wasn't the moon she used to know
So gently, with fins and liquid lips
she balanced a shard on her mermaid hips
and flew to the ink, to the sky of sorrow
with a sadness of what would be brought the morrow
The sliver she placed in the sky that night
became the "new moon" to dimly light
the ocean each month to gently grieve
it's ships and it's mermaids to long bereave.
blisterbeads and poppysocks,
she had 37 locks,on her door down by the park
new york city after dark
she had hair,a weighty sheaf,tied with vines,a maple leaf,
drifted in upon the breeze
late october,'neath the trees
he was thin as silver beams
slicing thru the window seams
where the blinds blinked neon lies
he in love and full of sighs
she descended from the ghouls
feeding on the souls of fools
thought him silly and naive,had a wild card up her sleeve
doused herself in thick perfume
she the bride and he the groom
tred the aisle to paradise,his a virtue,hers a vice
he gave morning glory blooms
blue and purple in her rooms
she gave something with a beak,black and feathered,
cold and sleek
he complied and drank the draft
hearing nothing but her laugh
as he fell into her box
of blisterbeads and poppysocks.
Delicately wrapped in a shroud of lace
A tear trickled down her porcelain face
She wiped her eyes and stood up straight
And in anguish began her dutiful gait
Closer and closer she came to the altar
With each labored breath she began to falter
Her face grew pale and her grew eyes dim
Then she fell to the floor in longing of him
It was long ago her heart was taken
And unless she had him she would never awaken
She had almost departed when she heard his voice
He whispered softly that she had a choice
Then louder became the frantic mutters
As she took a breath and her eyes did flutter
Squeezing his hand she then felt his embrace
And all the color rushed back to her face
Then she spoke, “It is only he who I will wed
Without him I’d rather be dead.”