Short Groom Poems
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unlike a common bride
she featured a turquoise veil
there were hydrangeas in her hair
her groom adored her even more now
GRANDMOTHER OF GROOM
the oil of gladness
spilled suddenly on Sunday -
heart in cellophane
8/31/2017
Senryu of Sadness
The bride in ancient civilization
Had a wedding dress on
The tools they used is our mystification
And the grooms name was Shawn
She smiles as bride of gloom
Gothic style floats her balloon
Young and eccentric
Taste was accented
Black roses tattoo on the groom
The Wind
The Rain
The Thunder
And The Lightning
All Come Togethere As One To Become A Wild Storms Bride-Groom
Note: Not finished!
The groom should assume while he’s there,
He ought not say aught au contraire.
Polish your shoes,
Smile at all news,
Till one and a one are a pair.
Two hearts so united
Should never be divided.
May the love you both feel now
Ever continuously grow,
And this fleeting moment of bliss
Evolve into eternal happiness.
There was a big party for smiling groom
Ceremonial before his wedding at noon
The men celebrate
The smallest handcuff made
Is the wedding ring he will wear will soon
penguin waddling across the ice
tuxedo tom a cat who is not nice
little scoops of caramel ice
man dressed in tux and a cummerbund
penguin, cat, and groom on the run
they all have fun, they all have fun
A bride-to-be I stood lone
Surrounded by uncles and aunts
Flowers in every nook
But alas no groom
Hands decorated with love
Red dress ironed and perfumed
All expectantly await
But where is the groom?
There once was a Groom of the Stool
Who used to use some kind of tool
To wipe the king's ass
With a degree of class
Sounds like a job for a pompous fool.
Now, who’s up for being King Donald’s Groom of the Stool?
Soon we shall merge
Blue moon shall witness
Kisses that bloom like roses red
planting babies in womb
Romantic antic of my groom
11/8/2021
SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL 5 LINE RHYME CONTEST
SPONSOR CHARLES MESSINA
Daisies came courting
I gave them a whack
Next was a bum
From the railroad track
I chased him off with my trusty broom
“How will you ever find a groom?”
My mother chastised me high and low
“I’m not looking for one,” I let her know.
You don't have it so
bad,
You with all the
twilight in your
eyes.
Dont worry, I'm an
angel under your
garments,
A scientist sloping
down shoulders.
When you wake you
make tired bird
songs,
While I hide in the
meadow of your
dreams.
The poufy brocade gold trimmed snail dress was a bit much.
But to the bride’s faerie godmother, it was exactly the right touch.
She had designed it and wanted the princess to look her best.
The snail loving groom loved her dress, the very best test.
Money spent on one big lavish wedding jubilee
may have been better saved for the divorce lawyer's fee!
Written November 22, 2015
Now used Feb. 13, 2022 for L. Milton Hankins'
Your Best Rhyming Couplet, #4 Poetry Contest
A promise was made with fingers crossed,
In front of God and family.
Bride did not relish being bossed,
Macho man came out on Day three.
So different was her groom, you see.
She jumped in her car, set speed to zoom,
Got as far as she could from this little goon.
Spring entered my room
And filled me with its perfume,
Spring bride and me groom!
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Haiku | 05.09.13 |
Poet's note: India is a land that celebrates seasons like few in the world. Next to rainy season, it is perhaps spring.
One bedroom for two seems old hat,
And some bat for the separate—
One far right meant for ‘she’,
And one far left for ‘he’,
Middling, if mood is made for that!
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Happenings (Cameron Diaz, Bedroom Story) |09.12.2023| marriage, love
Cassandra’s groom was calling to her, but she did not hear him
She had entered a natural trance when she entered the grotto
She was now Pythia, high priestess of the Temple of Apollo
The most powerful oracle among the ancient Greeks
Gleaning her directions from all knowing cool waters
Down the dreamed aisle
comes the bliss of your sight
Cord of your life
sinew of your might.
Abaft the unending trek
comes the longed outset
A more colorful kismet
under the glorified sunset.
Wishful thinking
ceases the awakening
With thine caring
adoration is everlasting.
Demure young maiden
A bucolic bungalow
A fallen hero
Situation hot
Gray thick diaphanous smog
Cannot cool it
Desultory dance
A quick surreptitious
Fine country wedding
Grandma’s tailsmen
The bride adorned with daisies
Murmurous rumors
A nonchalant groom
A sempiternal set up
Quintessential joy
DRAGONS ***
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Dare I confess to loving a dragon,
Ready for him to be my groom,
And eager to write the new legends?
Grown so very close,
Our hearts flame with passion…We
Never abide talk of him being a fantasy.
Still, our love lives in dreams.
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6/2/2021 (c) Sally young Eslinger
Question to the Groom
When you stride that Southern aisle
Splendid in the tux that she picked out
With my children at your side
As your pals all drink and shout…
When the sky’s a brilliant blue
Matching eyes that stole my heart
Will you pause to think of us
And the dreams that fell apart?
© 2013
Hippo Hannah was as giddy as a wild horse that was loose
Today she was going to become the bride of her favorite goose.
I love him up and down and around and through she said.
His brother stepped in when the groom turned up dead.
Luckily the bride, Hippo Hannah never learned the truth.
She was never told this, even by her gossipy neighbor, Ruth.