Best Bride Poems

Across the white sand waters
meld of teal and turquoise hue,
in sunlight, emerald facets, 
in shadow, grays of blue,
first breaking light of heaven,
tinted sky in tones of shell,
dancing lights, pearl pink and saffron,
fleck the bosom of the swell.
On waves of crisper coral
the majestic sun ship sails,
bright...

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And yet the Sun did rise again to warm a broken scene
It peered through ruined window frames where coloured glass had been
Inside, beneath a vanquished roof, before an alter, smashed
She waits in grubby gown and veil in want of dreams un-dashed

Dust that swirls upon a...

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MAY BRIDE OF SPRING

May bride of Spring sheds shades of night
And dons a dress of Emerald green
Now winter’s chills are put to flight
May bride of Spring sheds shades of night
While humble Hawthorne blossoms bright
Like snow upon the hedge now seen
May bride of Spring sheds shades...

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Come near me, my love.
Come and hold my hands.
I've been merrily waiting for you.
Can you hear that wistful piano sound?
Everyone had gathered, prayers are spoken. 
 
Come near me, my love.
Come and sit on my side.
Why can't you speak a word?
Don't you think I look...

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THE BRIDE
The day is finally here
The groom has arrived
Here comes the bride gorgeously dressed
Her beauty shines like the harmattan sun
Her smiles are bright like the full moon
Little do you know she is sad in her heart

But i ask WHY?
She begins to cry for the day...

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Song of a Warrior’s Bride

He counts on me for beauty:
His eyes blurred by bloody spurts of war,
Scarred by deadly blasts of bone
And tissue, his vision marred
By chunks of men that shook him down
Into the oozing mud of sorrow,
And unscrewed the sockets of his soul, 
Blasting...

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Standing at the church awaiting his bride,
‘twas meant to be the best day of his life;
When she arrives, she is not by his side.

His bitter tears he can no longer hide,
grieving for the one due to be his wife. 
Standing at the church awaiting his...

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In the night's chilling air a phantom figure, drags itself from
The watery edge of the river bank, emerging, rising upward
From beneath the moonlight's illumination, she is free, to walk
The earth's spiritual plain of existence once more.
In soaked layers shifts, of tatters whiten lace, the corporeal
Image...

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At twelve years old
She sits in the cold
Engulfed by the dark
Sitting on an old tree trunk
By the edge of the silent river

From far she can hear the ceremonial celebrations
Drums beat with such elevation
The women sing in jovial spirits
The kids play and they all dance
Twenty fires...

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Upon this dark and sunny day,
Kneeling by your flowery display
My teardrops fall like dripping dew,
Remembering my time with you.
Cold hard stone is all that is left
To warm my heart that’s lost, bereft.
Today our life had just begun,
When in a moment, it was done.
I lay, in...

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I shall daily visit the beauty parlor
And make myself beautiful for you.
I shall never clean the house
So that my skin is not tarred.
I shall ever watch my figure,
Eating calorie less foods and drinks.

I shall stay home all day
And will never be stay at home mom
But...

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THE WAR BRIDE
	
They walked hand in hand, barefoot through the meadow
The birds were in song and the bees were in flight
It seemed that they only had eyes for each other	
The buttercups danced, in the warm evening light

They paused for a while, for a kiss and...

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Gets book
Takes look

Vast choice 
Likes ‘Joyce’

Her smiles
Beguiles

Brown Eyes
Trim thighs

Red lips
Slim hips

Pert 'ass'
She’ll pass!

HUGE chest …
Impressed!

Ted’s rash
Pays cash

Wants bride
By side

His home
In Rome

Joyce flies
In skies

On plane
From Spain

His ‘bride’
Is WIDE

Huge bum
And Tum

Not young
Ted’s stung

You Lied
He cried

Fat cow…
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RUNAWAY BRIDE

Down the ailse she walks
Bouquet in her hand smile on her face
To the alter where her love awaits
Her heart so pure and true
Her friends and family all in view

Her veil hides her face and tears
Her body hidden by the dress she wears
White the colour...

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#3 on best new poems list as of 5/6/2025

in church 
            watching the chocolate eyes
of the beautiful
            but not proverbial blushing bride
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