Brides Poems - Poems about Brides

My arrival landed where I began my flight and journey Sunny San Diego y e s, I was back and how I missed it Oh-h-h-h, let me count the ways—rather days spent in a border town, oh what was I thinking? Ah that’s what, it was your sugar kisses Some artists dabble in the art of alchemy that wasn’t...

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your hurt, my hurt ...

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green chiffon prom dresses for my identical twin and myself Spent most of the summer of seventy, not on a hanger or shelf First there was prom, but then we were in a wedding or two Ending up being bridesmaids for brides we barely knew This is what happens when everyone wants twins in their wedding Those green chiffon dresses...

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But brides wear white with a touch of blue. That’s right for them, for sure, it’s true. But as for me, I am going to wear red said Gladys Bright. My bridesmaids will proceed me down the aisle, wearing white. It is not done! Her mother said with a traditional sigh. Who cares? Said daddy. She is marrying a really...

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Often hidden or ignored, child brides and sex slaves are still a current global problem; as is child abuse in varying ways, including child labour. Heartbreaking and unacceptable. Girls Not Brides website: See the interactive Atlas for the %'s per country, which can be as high as 76%. Key facts 12 million girls marry before the age of...

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That slow and spectacular gait of a bride Brimming as she is with nuptial pride With grace and beauty each regal stride as invitees whisper, 'here comes the bride'. She for her big day so perfectly embellished Her love-match said to be divinely predestined. On their big day even the plain-faced, homely ones turn into comely beauties A magical day as it...

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swirling stars of snow amidst lightning spikes electricity of stark midnight strikes a...

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Ted hunted high and low when trying to find the perfect wife She must be subservient and fit in with his mundane life The Internet looked promising to find a mail order bride, and soon a special lady could be standing by Ted’s side The catalogue was full, brides came in all shapes and sizes, such a variety of colours,...

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Here, I wrote a bridal guide, A rule book for future brides, No matter if you're fair, fat and wide, Or not, here's some dependable asides, First, keep degrees and jobs up to date, With some mates you can't relate, You never know when the rats will turn, To being a doormat, is what to spurn, Keep some getaway money set...

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I set onward on the road my mother once trod Leaving my bearers roof to meet a new kith and kin Today I trail the path of my heart To be as one with the one I love so dearly Poised like my mother With Her sweet beauty now prevailing in me The beauty watered and refined By heat and cold, in...

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the light us the night some where all white there ring ping and sing in the limo the music is bloon tune the BRIDES OF JUNE...

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Standing afore the store front window of lavender Her beautiful mannequin, adorned in wedding attire.. Dreaming as an Angel then passes by; lovely her curves Swaying inside my heart, such splendours; stirring, senses While she smiles as says, good morning; both of us knowing The beauty in making love unto another woman; purely divine....

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Many Brides The mind remembers many brides, Of love an hurt an suicide, Of how I went away and died, In battle for the empire. A hundred ladies took her place, Not all were beautiful of face, Loyalty counted at that place, Axe murdered, then I died. To hold the gaze of perfect Gwen, Denied her hand, we’d meet again Be caught an banished, but still...

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SEPTEMBER BRIDES ` ` , ,,,, ,` `` ```,,,,,, ,````` magenta boughs sheer as bridal lace adorn mid summer-time trees they flutter like acrylic confetti glazed, and scattered on rapturous breeze Botticelli petals drift like scarlet flakes down to gather round pastoral feet, their fragrance fills September’s gown with brushstrokes so apricot sweet bridal trees alight as beguiling mists all clad in...

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Years ago He put a spark in Her eyes, the Sweetheart ----- LINDA- MARIE She “LOVED” him then , as she “LOVES” him now the --- POETESS With Her pen and paper , She writes Poetic Artistry So ---- EXTRAORDINAIRE The LOVE in Her eyes, transfers to the...

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