November Wedding Poems and Vows
Poems
time & space
sat on the shelf
stand there
sit here
dot i
cross t
place ring on finger
|_________________________________|
Penned November 19, 2014 @ 12:15 AM!
I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To be there when I wake up,
To hold me in your arms,
To whisper words of advice.
I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To kiss my cheek,
To straighten my veil,
To tell me I’m beautiful.
I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To help me out of the car,
To walk with me down the aisle,
To give me away.
But I know you’ll be there,
In the most important place,
Kept safely in my heart,
And in the hearts of our family,
And I know you’d be so proud,
On my special day.
7 November 2012
One of the finest hours I can recall
Came at a momentous time in my life,
When I stood before the altar, so tall,
Took Deborah Anne Going for my wife
Because, before, my life was full of strife
I was floundering along, life quite dull
In my early forties, a dismal lull,
I wondered what life for me portended.
Everyone of my friends’ lives seemed so full
Deb came along, my life became splendid.
written June 23, 2021
[Thinking about my wonderful wife, Deborah,
who passed away on November 22, 2018.]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
dry ink on yellowed
license—November nineteenth~
their pressed gardenia
still perfumes the cedar box
where Mother enfolded time.
eighty-one springs fade:
the cake, the vows, their laughter—
dust motes tremble
as my thumb traces father’s
smile bleeding through the license.
no ghosts haunt these walls,
only the scent of camphor
and one stubborn thread~
Mother’s lace unraveling
from the hem of forever.
Whispering rainbows
thundering skies
Canyons majestic
deserts on fire
Snow covered passes
vows to renew
The altar awaits
— Grand Teton in view
(Wind River Pass: November, 2025)