The Bride Wore Red
and the vultures were circling,
all those old boyfriends
wanting to take bites
out of her newfound
happiness.
But red is the color
of laughter
and as she ran
from the church
following
her husband
with his red cummerbund
and red tie,
the musical notes
of their giggling
rose in the happy air
and swept the specks
of annoying memories
out the door
of her mind.
8 comments:
this is great....my daughter is a teacher also just got married last month...dressed in ...........................white
"rose" -- an action and a color!
(Interesting, you saw her happy; I, "shamed".)
I like how you tied red to the past and the future. The image of old boyfriends circling like vultures is wonderful.
Oh the power of love! You're poem fits the image wonderfully. Magical.
I agree with Liz about the old boyfriends. A very positive interpretation of the prompt.
Well done. Love the boyfriend image. So when you retire, you'll write poetry full-time?
I can see the memories flying out right now. Nice poem.
This is a nice happy interpretation. Like it
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