Here Comes The Bride Poem by Tom Billsborough
Here Comes The Bride
This verse is unrehearsed
But marriages are planned
With meticulous precision.
The groom awaits his doom,
Slightly stooped beside his friend
But slightly taller than I recall.
Perhaps perspective from my
Distant stall deceives.
But now the bridal march receives
The bride who, with her train,
Sweeps down the aisle
With what I'd call indecent haste.
She smiles deliciously to all
From side to side
And yet her smile to me
Is not so wide.
In fact it's somewhat quizzical.
My puzzlement is greater
Still than hers.
For George's younger daughter,
And John's intended bride,
Was auburn haired but this one's blonde.
What's going on? A change of plan?
Has he found a last second substitute?
My brain is destitute
Of reason, and panic
seasons my limbs
With a sudden shaking
As I lurch out of my pew.
Well, what can you do,
When you find you're in the wrong church?
Love it! And the humorous way it was said. Imagine how many laughs can be had through the years recalling that day!
Thank you, Sara. Iy was what I would call a gradual process of non-recognition until the bride appeared! Think we made it to the proper wedding just as the vows were being exchanged. When someone asked, I just said Oh, the wife will explain.. and rushed off to the bar. Of course she used the old Car breakdown excuse.And she didn't forget to thank me for disappearing at the crucial time! Tom
Hahahahahahahahahahah. Oh well done! I am not often caught by surprise but you did it! It is the most difficult of all writing to write humor, you handled the reins deftly and gave us quite a joy ride. Thank you!
It does us good to have a really silly day! . I think yesterday was another. But today I woke at five and thought it was high time I acted responsibly and immediately translated a beautiful poem called Lola by Federico Garcia Lorca. Whether this serious phase will last much longer? Ah, well. Weddings can be fun, except possibly one's own, which can be a sad and sobering occasion! Of course the booze andand the fights can liven things up. Reminds me of a poem by one of your great American poets, John Berryman, about a New Year's Ball. Glad you enjoyed it. Tom Billsborough
Funny stuff, Tom. I happen to live in an empty church. If I showed up and found a large wedding party, I would be equally confused.
My wife's second cousin was the victim of these circumstance. I must say I was a totally innocent party. It was my wife who got the wrong church. Mind you my own wedding had its funny side. The Vicar was my future father-in -law who also insisted on giving away the bride. A double act that would have been riotous if it had not been for the sadness of the occasion! Regards Tom
Thanks Edward. I think I've had a silly day today! Still it does you good sometimes. I'll catch up on your poems in the next day or so. Regards Tom Billsborough
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I have read quite a few of your poems now and am liking them more and more. This one is especially good. Congratulations!
luckily I've never repeated such accidental gate-crashing! At least the couple whos wedding we should have attended have not been affected by it. They've been very happily married for over 30 years now!