Cake Wedding Poems | Examples
These Cake Wedding poems are examples of Wedding poems about Cake. These are the best examples of Wedding Cake poems written by international poets.
white as a wedding cake and bride’s satin dress
feathers as whimsical and frothy as white lace
delicate and delightful, the dove flew into the room
bringing a sense of peace and joy, hope hanging on her edges
the hawks were disturbed; they wanted war and turmoil
they cringed a bit, feeling that God was in the house
The trolling of the iron bell
brought the pair together
in sickness and in health
through all kinds of weather
he a macho manly male
anticipating his marital right
she a timorous maiden frail
awaiting her wedding night
no more lingering at the church
or languishing left in the lurch
no more cake or champagne
someone left it out in the rain
and that which is to come
he acceding to her every plea
she submitting to his every wish
a happy couple for all the world to see
I know her well, and she knows me too well,
the way we two talk, the whole town can tell,
ten years wed, fire she spits,
drives me crazy, out of wits,
how wedding cakes can change heaven to hell!
Can A. Biss
married Hash Hish
At their wedding
love and peace
No cake was served, just
a giant hash brownie
Can A. Biss offended
~ “I disavow thee”
Tom cat got a bunch of wedding cake smeared in his face
By six ex-wives who thought he was a grooming disgrace.
Always marrying someone else, a sleezy one this time too.
This was meowed by wife number six, I think her name was Boo.
Who invited them? Tom yelped out with a disdained screech.
He was interrupted by wife five’s not so very nice speech.
His sixty-five kittens surrounded their marrying dad.
You are not a good groom, one of them said. You are a cad.
The marriage had not been consummated yet, so this was the time.
For the newlywed bride to turn and run away from this slime.
Instead, she wiped the wedding cake off of his face.
And said “He is number seven for me, and not any disgrace.”
Both are once in a lifetime events
which happen to fall on the same day.
To be surrounded by grief or joy
pay respects to the past
or raise a toast to the future.
For certain, I'll remember the first of September
in a different way.
Whatever the decision
there're still hundreds of miles of black ribbon
between cake and granite-happiness and sorrow.
We suspected as much before we saw their wedding cake
With the bride raising the groom in the air, our friend Lake
Lake laughed uncomfortably, being embarrassed a tiny bit.
I was kind of hoping that this guy would not go through with it.
But they got married, and she spun him around.
She was the bossiest woman he could have ever found.
We heard a bit later that Lake went underground.
I figured out where he was, but he made not a sound.
She chose wedding colors I was not fond of.
They seemed blah to me – tan, black and gray.
Ugh!
How pretty could the decorations be?
Not very.
What about the foods? I asked hopefully.
What will you serve?
Every table will have a fruit board.
What is that?
Fruit splayed out on a long board in the middle.
No cake?
I was horrified.
No.
What about drinks?
Purified water, she told me, fresh from a spring.
I was speechless.
Did not want to attend.
But she was my sister.
Believe it or not the fruit board was a hit.
We all went back to it over and over.
Eating our fill of raspberries, bananas and strawberries.
I just found an apricot! A tablemate said.
I discovered a pineapple.
It was better than cake.
I think everyone at the table enjoyed it.
And the wedding was pretty too.
In spite of the blah colors.
Quote By Poet "Life is made up of many happy tears and many sad tears"
Theirs was a perfect June wedding,
filled with pretty flowers and a very tall cake.
Then September came,
the honeymoon was now over.
Their love was being put on hold,
he had orders saying being shipped to a far off land.
Good byes were said,
tears ran down their checks.
Long lonely days and nights were coming,
letters were written to keep them company.
As December came,
Christmas Alone sit in for both of them.
Their first Christmas Alone,
filled with very sad and blue times.
Only their love could keep them warm,
letters would need to replace hugs and kisses.
A beautiful time of the year,
had turned painful for the newlyweds.
A trip to New Orleans to be married by Bloody Mary
The iconic voodoo priestess of the irresistible charm of which she carries
A beautiful courtyard is the setting for the big event
Seats filled with family friends and from up above spirits sent
You could fill the presence of the spirit world in the air
A ceremony to be filled with energy wisdom positive love and lots of flair
A crow caws with approval just as the ceremony begins.
Containing the spirit of granddad within
A drawing on the pavement of a heart a symbol of their love and a new life together
A rope to tie a hand showing binding eternal love for each other
You are not just marrying the person but the goddess of love
A piece of cake is given to be shared
The remainder is given back to the earth with care
Negative thoughts written down by both create a sense of positivity and peace to be churned
At the conclusion champagne to be shared by all, a voodoo doll each to the happy couple standing tall
In the end such a beautiful wedding and spiritual cleansing
A great gathering of people past and present leaves both newlyweds beaming
she adores him
that's why I'm here
her equity firm executive parents
don't
the retired judge marrying them
dear friend of our family
leaves out "if anyone objects"
just to see how she looks at him
...worth the 1500 mile drive
...worth pausing my journey
...worth wearing a suite
priceless really to see
my punk rock nephew
(Red Tank--look 'em up)
and the HR director of
one of those Manhattan banks
putting a ring on it
sigh..
on Monday
they'll be back in Brooklyn
2500 miles from others' expectations
going to his gigs and being happy
makes me believe in love
to see that look
wow
you never know
it could happen again
and if it does
I'll know the look
I'm looking for
but really just happy
to be happy for them
those two
beaming through tears in each other's eyes
should be on everyone's wedding cake
yeah.. that look
that's why I'm here
a wonderful birthday wedding cake
two celebrations in one
the baker stacked roses and carnations high
in peaches, pinks, and lavenders
delighting she was asked to cater her daughter’s wedding
Strange is a wedding that sidelined cake.
Many appear at one for its sake.
We have dreams of time to one bake,
For Rich Cake begin to time stake…
Cake for weddings even if fake;
For the supreme sense it does make,
Refusing to heed the Old Snake,
Going ahead to bliss awake…
Cakes cutting goes with love wish
For bride and bride groom main dish:
Together, they hold its knife
Their journey starts: Husband and Wife!
Cake is the first pride of flour,
And does challenge the Bride’s Flower:
A part of great cake Vanilla
I’d packet mine in Manila…
“Thousands” when lips want to cake cost
“A Million Dollars” I’ll be lost!
The nervous young couple
turned wedding bell blues
into wedding bluebells
They escaped from the dance floor
and bought padded cells
that no yells or screams can penetrate
~ returned just in time for orange bluebell cake
The ceremony is over,
The register has been signed:
Two people, very much in love,
Walk slowly down the aisle.
The bride, radiant and happy –
The man she loves right by her side;
The groom smiles proudly at his wife –
And they walk out of the church,
To show the waiting world,
They have made their vows –
So begins their life together, as man and wife.
Now the reception is over,
Toasts have been proposed and speeches made.
The cake cut,
The photographer gone.
And confetti lies on the ground.
Guests have gone home.
Now, the bride and groom
Set off on their honeymoon.
The happy couple arrive at an unknown destination,
Together and alone at last.
And there we must leave them
On their wedding night,
To begin their life as man and wife.
With passion and love that will reign supremely,
‘Til death them do part
God bless the bride and groom.