Married Poems - Poems about Married

SINGING IN THE CHIOR OUR LADY OF MOUNT CARMEL ST PATRICKS CHURCH FINALLY MEETING MY NEW HUSBAND FOR THE FIRST TIME WE WERE ENGAGED 2015 VOLUNTEERING ALL OVER POLK COUNTY IN LAKELAND WITH THE MILITARY ORDER OF THE PURPLE HEART FIRST RESPONDERS POLICE DEPARTMENT BOOTS ON THE GROUND HAND IN HAND CHARITY THE TALBOT...

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In the beginning, he was a dream, A perfect blend, or so it seemed. With every wish, he’d swoop and save, A knight in shining armor, oh so brave. “Where have you been?” I’d sigh and swoon, As he’d conjure up my heart’s cartoon. A band-aid for a paper...

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He is a good man with morals He takes good care of his wives He boasts about his wives a lot Especially people's wives. Our husband doesn't cheat says the wives He's a responsible man with morals Just but ten he married us He promised not to marry again. Our husband doesn't sleep at home He said we scream a lot He needs concentration...

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He crawled out of the doghouse looking sad His new wife was mean, big and bad I had been warned, he said, by my dad He had also married a shrew, big and bad...

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Fate decreed sexting/texting while married abominable Therefore karma caught up to me big time and delivered yours truly sent to purgatory (figurative speaking) by casting a spell, whereby the government issued Safelink Tracfone got permanently disabled and all the data (including contact information such as risqué photographs of seductively posing nymphs linkedin to Facebook Messenger) stored therein forever inaccessible. I did not pass GO, nor collect two hundred...

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How one twenty first century married mortal male (me - Matthew Scott Harris)... found himself bewitched about Circe, particularly after reading book title by the same name. An enchantress and a minor goddess in ancient Greek mythology and religion depicted as living on the island of Aeaea (pronounced "ee-EE-uh"), the daughter of the sun god Helios and the Oceanid nymph Perse Circe renowned for...

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Ordinary married sexagenarian mortal fêted as savior incarnate... Courtesy a plethora of marriageable females dogging, hounding, and lowing the living daylights forcing yours truly to go undercover and into hiding within the heart of darkness at a remote undisclosed location in Perkiomen Valley changing my name, rank and serial number to protect what little remaining innocence (analogous from the salvaged wreckage of the...

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there was a daring young rake named Kent who spent much time with a married woman from Trent till it was said they were caught in her bed and the husband in his head put a dent ...

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If ye benevolent reader count yourself as a wise married man such as me... (truer words never spoken nor written) take my word and decline and absolutely refuse to take masterly crafted bait videre licet Facebook female seeking to lure, catch and unwittingly cannibalize thee unfortunate soul courtesy dangling eye catching teasing offer vis a vis friend request. Analogous to a virtual faux conscientious fisherwoman, nonchalantly sporting...

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the bridegroom had a certain reputation but the bride was chaste as clever young women are wont to be married in white but why such haste ...

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Inspired by Medusa, written and sung by Glenn Hughes, with Trapeze I look at you and can only stare. I love your long and flowing hair, your smiling lips and eyes that flash as you bat each knowing lash. Yet sometimes very late at night, or when the light strikes you just right, your beautiful hair turns into snakes. Your look gives...

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Like a kite in the summer sky The signs were there, easy to see— A looming end, dark as night Yet she soared, an owl in daylight Blindly, she tied the knot A Gen-Z tied to a millennial. Their days were songs of endless joy Unaware of what greed could create. But as months replaced those...

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They sat in love below a willow tree, And from afar, they heard the rumbling sea. He looked at her; green eyes seemed full of tears. He asked what's wrong, afraid he saw some fears. I am afraid, she said. I dare not tell. The vale is vast, and flowers spread their smell. I'm tired, my back aches, and I yearn...

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My Anniversary Today, August 17 Married forty-one years ago today… the unspoken poem therein writes itself…...

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When we don't say anything and everythings alright I look to my lover and will gladly take her hand I come out on the lovers sides meaningful equation: furthermore maybe in a little while I don't remember exactly when when But I know how you got a second a moment to spare might I say I love you and tell you I care Unsure of what to say didn't know what...

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