Sonny Rainshine

River Wedding - Poem by Sonny Rainshine

The wedding bouquet,
gardenias and baby’s breath,
swirl in the eddy
as though looking for
an escape.

Up river,
a boutonniere of
coral rosebuds
catches the rapids
and is pummeled forward.

Colliding with the
vortex, it too
merges with the whiligig,
a churning water-garden.

Back upriver,
a man in a tuxedo drinks whisky straight;
a woman takes shears to her gown.
Love is liquid.

Comments about River Wedding by Sonny Rainshine

  • (4/26/2006 6:49:00 AM)

    Dear God: love IS liquid. ((laughing)) I love this flowered piece.
    And the last stanza is pure poetry.
    Thanks, Bill.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 25, 2006

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