thomas spence


Wedding Blues


The Bouquet that failed
To flatter the newlyweds
Is flung across the church,
Caught by the old woman
Who wears the same black dress
For weddings and funerals.

Hanging wilted above a bed
Where a lover became a wife,
It sits above the bible
Opened at the sacred vows
And a discarded wedding ring
Collecting dust.

It is here she tells me the
Two cures for a failing marriage:
A death or a divorce.

Submitted: Friday, May 29, 2009

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  • J Mariah (9/7/2009 5:07:00 PM)

    This is a very powerful poem, very creatively penned. Though I feel the sarcasm in the last stanza weakens the intensity of the rest of the poem. (Report) Reply

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