Steve will set the challenge for October.

Good luck everyone.

Well how could I resist?

Any poem about weddings, or perhaps how life goes afterwards.
Guys wear their best suit over again, but do you ladies wear the same hat twice? Have you been happily married for donkeys years?
There's a couple of ideas, but really anything is fine.

Cracking Doreen, thanks for getting us off to a quick start

it didn't matter about show, Doreen, as you say, as long as the bride and groom were happy, that's all that matters
a good descriptive poem

Rose x

Wow Doreen what an amazing poem- so interesting too! Loved it!!

Jox

3pm, and the bride was there
Her timing you could not falter
White dress hired from Mothercare
Dad’s shotgun upon the altar

The groom, was running late
His best man, all in a panic
Both resigned to their fate
And things were getting manic

So hung over from the night before
He can’t leave her in the lurch
No escape routes to explore
As they both rush to the church

The wedding car, a simple white ford
Drives around the block again
Insalubriously all they can afford
Yet with appearances to maintain

Finally arrived, he is standing there
Enter the bride enormously wide
A faltering start to a lifetime of care
Like pirate ships coming alongside

Does any man, know of just cause
You can hear a pin drop on the floor
And after what seems like a lifelong pause
They are married for evermore

Already slacking on washing up
When my cleanliness was pedantic
I bought you flowers, washed the odd cup
In an effort to be romantic

It was only a formality
A bachelor life I shall not miss
Do dirty plates fade to banality?
They do
With just one kiss

Steve are you complaining already about your beloved Rose (only kidding) two great Challenge poems from YOU

Time Tells on the Wedding Bells




It's only when a distant memory is the reception
That you know... whether love's real or self-deception.

It's only when long gone is the champagne
That you know... if it's real hurt or just sham pain.

It's only when you struggle to recall the speeches
That you know... how far your good luck reaches.

It's only when looks have faded from stunning
That you know... if what's left will send you running.

It's only when the wind whisks the last confetti
That you know... if 'for poorer' will outdo 'Paul Getty'.

It's only when time slips the name of the church
That you know... if you're ending up in the lurch.

It's only when far behind you are left the vows
That you can know...

... For sure...

... Love's end...

... Will come home like the cows...




© Rowan Hicks

The Wedding Portrait

The photographer
Surveys the wedding party
As they wander on the grass.
Like a shepherd he has
To round them up
And get them back into their cosy flock.
Then quickly dash to
Take the snaps,
Capture the moment,
Immortalise
The happy couple
Grinning so hard their jaws ache,
From playing at being the bride and groom
For the day.
The wedding guests in their finery,
Nodding glances,
Brushing straight skirts and jackets,
Smiling all around.
Then the bridesmaid
In her pretty dress
With flowing ribbons,
Pirouettes and twirls,
And somersaults.
Then everybody laughs
And become themselves once more.

Gilly J
October 2010

Well thankyou all for some great entries, not an easy subject.

Would Gilly choose November's subject please... pretty please

Wow ! Thank you, I am really surprised to have won. All the other entries were so good. Anyway let me pop my thinking cap on and be back in a moment with November.