Wedding Fate Poems

Here follows a curious song,
 a question 'til now delayed:
Oh, what miracle set us abroad,
 then here among the Lakes?
Was it a mutual desire to...

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The red bow was tied; a marriage dance
They fell in love at first glance
The groom and his novia—bride
Only knew what they felt inside
When two hearts...

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Have you heard of the wedding ceremony
On the third day the temple will rise
The bridegroom has welcomed all
To come and meet His father
But He will...

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Among an unnamed female person known within mine black barbed ken

Analogous to black box
holding untold secrets,
(after deadly plane crash
no survivors except 
a journeyman foreigner),
I share...

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Villanelle   L Milton Hankins         Aug 18th, 2022
A Corner Booth and Eggs Benedict

The mood needs to...

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Queen Bee

Buzz, buzz, buzz... 
Great Queen, I hear your song. 
Making honey with your workers... all night long. 
Sweet nectar of the forest, sweet liquid...

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You've always known me as I have known you,
we must've sent glances ten thousand times.
Beyond all our days done, both bright and blue;
regal fates fail...

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Our future is soooo bright it singes the eyes.
Two fates intertwine by the strongest of ties. 
‘A purposeful love is a love with purpose.’
If this...

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in the gloomy darkness, late, past sun set,
the six blood sisters of fate often met,
their venue the slumber of mortal minds,
in the depth of sleep...

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W. S. Rendra translations

Willibrordus Surendra Broto Rendra (1935-2009), better known as W. S. Rendra or simply Rendra, was an Indonesian dramatist and poet. He said,...

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arrested proceedings; timid groom pulls plug on wedding last minute.



When Plans Don't Go To Plan Poetry Contest (Winner: 2nd Place)
Sponsored by Silent One
Date written: 08/25/2020...

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I spent my day shopping for rubies
searching for jewels, glittering red
love of Venus, in strawberry stones
fortune favours, that's how they said.
 
diadem of diamonds, splashes...

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Oh! How great our existence is only a rolling ball,
We're birthed to
Cry by self at birth or forced to cry.
Suck and dependent,

Start talking and mingle,
Crawl...

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Of The Full Sum And The Withering Of The Vine

As whispering grass across moaning plains
so flows beautiful rays in morn's soft breath
signs, vestiges of mankind's...

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Standing reverent in a dull cast mist
glazing my cheeks while prayers were said
so silent stood at Rand's memorial
My mind dashed to the self-drawn sketch
he staged...

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