Sunday, July 31, 2011
TILL THE END/ Poetry Potluck #46
"LOVE...and it's not being there"...The topic for this week's POETRY POTLUCK #46.
TILL THE END
I remember when silk was creamy white,
pulled in at my waist
and a train followed me down the aisle.
I stepped on petals crimson and pink,
my posies fluttered
with nerves of their own,
a forecast of a roving storm,
as I walked within a promise
before I swore to love till the end.
The end slid into view
around the corner,
sun dropping below the horizon,
voices shrill, exploding within walls.
Put a lid on!
I slipped down the steps
of my dream house,
out the door,
past honor and obey.
Locked it up,
tossed the key over my shoulder
like a bridal bouquet.
Catch it if you will.
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