Wednesday, January 19, 2011

3WW: descent, kill, surreal

My feet were killing me
in those white high heels.

The descent seemed too steep
and perilous for my inexperienced

feet. But I held onto the railing
took a deep breath, and started down

while you waited with the minister
in the living room, a confident smile

on your face, the sun flaring over you
creating a surreal atmosphere.

Blinded, I tripped on the last step;
you rushed over, picked me up,

straightened my tiny veil,
and carried me into the brightness.

11 comments:

  1. Wow what an entry down the aisle!!

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  2. That was heartwarming a picture evoked by your words :)

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  3. What a happy, lovely surprising post. Thanks for lightening things up a bit today. Needed it! Here's my 3WW contribution. You'll see it is not nearly as upbeat!http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/01/19/in-my-tucson/

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  4. Sheilagh Lee said:Truly beautiful.Left me tear up

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  5. Oh! Wow! that is beautiful! didn't realize at the start

    that is lovely... here come's the bride!

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  6. Oh I could so picture that lol
    Well done :)

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  7. What a happy twist to these ominous words. I love the brightness.

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  8. very interesting use of the words. at first it felt a little dreaded, and the end was a surprise.

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  9. How beautiful to have someone to carry you into the brightness - whether you trip on your heels or not! Jae

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