Flowers From A Wedding
After the wedding, her parents
took bouquets to a nursing home
where patients clapped their hands,
remembering weddings and music and love.
That night the men reveled in
wonderful wet, salty dreams
and awakened with satisfied smiles.
The women dreamed Godiva dreams
of riding white horses through spring meadows
with garlands of forget-me-nots
across their beautiful, perky breasts.
Come morning they were blessed
with a dewy radiance and fragrance of flowers.
All that day coquettish smiles swept through
a bouquet-laden social room, as well as
some shy hand-holding between wheel chairs.
Nurses found the patients easier to put to bed
as the old folks looked forward to dreaming again.
The flowers wilted in a day or so,
along with the lust.
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (Flowers From A Wedding by Raynette Eitel )
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
- 04 Tongues Made Of Glass, Shaun Shane
- Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
- The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
- If, Rudyard Kipling
- Dreams, Langston Hughes
- I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
- Daffodils, William Wordsworth
- Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
- Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
- Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
Poem of the Day
- Draw, Abby Sze
- They Will Be Playing Trick, Neela Nath
- you are not alone, jade mears
- Anti Bullying Poem, jade mears
- Bosses Week, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- Musical toy, hasmukh amathalal
- Paper Hearts, Susan Lacovara
- Appreciating The Boss, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
- A poem for paige, jade mears
- Angel, Brian J. Stafford