Speak now or forever hold your peace

[WickedEve]

We haven't played taboo in a while, have we?

Here's the challenge: Write a poem about the breakup of a relationship during a wedding. It has to be while the bride and groom are at the altar. It can be the bride or groom ending the relationship, or members of the wedding party, or guests.
There are no restrictions on style or length of your poem. The only restrictions are the lists of taboo words and phrases.

Taboo Words:
vows
bouquet
preacher
bride
groom
white
church
marry
aisle
ring
altar
wedding
love
relationship
breakup

Taboo Phrases:
"I do"
"speak now or forever hold your peace"

 

[WickedEve]

She Wore Lavender

No longer pure enough
for yards of ivory lace,
no thanks to the man by her side,
but many thanks
to the dapper young gents
that stand in a row.

They know what delights
wait softly beneath embroidered skirts,
and they've heard her ecstasy
as she preached, "Oh god, oh god!"
An orgasmic sermon not yet shouted
at the husband-to-be,
the man who now weeps
over the sudden loss.

The Maid of Dishonor
chose her time dramatically
to jilt her lover.

 

[JUDO]

The Sepulcher Shook

A ballad by Judo©

The weatherman says no rain this Spring morn
As relatives greet in delight.
All's ready inside, a welcome's born,
While they seat on the left and the right.

Tuxedoes pressed sharp within trim form
Their boutonnieres' scent in the air.
A shot of scotch to keep doubt warm
As jolly men joke with flair.

But up runs the gown before march starts.
Long train, low bodice and bone.
Her lips don't smile, her eyes throw darts
And her pace, I should have known.

Three words she roars denying pretense,
"You fucked her?" And all was still.
Her peacock boy half cries his defense
As diamond band's flung with ill will.

A rain of roses beat across his face
Petals flew, thorns ripped, drew blood…
He fell, pleading mercy, knocked over a vase.
It dropped on his head with a thud.

The Priest, saintly man, tried to intervene.
Unwise in storms of this kind.
Lace boot kicked his balls up into his spleen.
He folded quite graceful and whined.

But fury wasn't finished and shouted out loud,
"My boss! How could you, you ass?"
She stormed out the doors right past the crowd
And slammed them, shattering the glass.

Her father, in shock, turned right with a nod
And was heard by quite a few,
Addressing his wife sitting quiet as God,
"Um, doesn't she work for you?"

 

[perks]

Truth flares between them
Promising heated tomorrows
While in one torrid glance
Our hope flickers
Extinguished
Before God and man

 

[daughter]

Nice work, ladies

Glad I stopped in today. Enjoying the reads. Thank you.

Peace,

daughter

 

[smithpeter]

What Could They Be Thinking?

Her augmented breasts look pretty much the same if she is laying down,
Or standing topless in front of the bedroom window while neighbor Mitch is mowing,
Her assurance that Mitch and partner Samuel are gay is no comfort.
Once they played in supposed privacy in jock straps as she peered down on them slowly
Twirling shortly trimmed hairs.
Her regret is: "they" are all so damn good looking and out of reach.
It is raining this nuptial day.

Living together has its blessings,
Meeting him through a glory hole was fun,
Fucking him while his former wife
Pounded at the door to his rhythm,
The way he likes to talk about her
Tits, how I would like to suck them,
Her wig and two g-strings he hides
In the garage with her photos nude
And drunk on their honeymoon,

Time comes to say the words
Repeated, Well Do You!?
In unison: We Don't Think So.

Samuel turns to Mitch, "I told you it wouldn't work."

 

[WickedEve]

Poets

Glad you're participating!

JUDO, you crank out the longest, most delightful poems in such a short amount of time!

Perky, yours is well-written and to the point!

smithpeter, Very Interesting as usual!

 

[perks]

wanna do another, please <grin>

 

[WickedEve]

perky

You want to write another one? How can anyone say No to you?
No! lol
Write more!

WE

 

[perks]

drenched in pristine lace
eyes aglow with forever
and you
drunk crying to your mum
as your promise
slips from my finger

 

[JUDO]

Re: Poets

JUDO, you crank out the longest, most delightful poems in such a short amount of time!

Thank you! I find that my mixture of wit and twit works pretty well.
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Posted now: The Sepulcher Shook

 

[Marilyth]

End Game

Waited long
Time too short

Decisions made
No turning back

Grass was green
Now browned

Leaves
Fallen

Hopes
Dashed

Parting
Gone

 

[WickedEve]

"drunk crying to your mum"
I hope this isn't from personal experience, perky!
"as your promise
slips from my finger"
Good one!

I find that my mixture of wit and twit works pretty well.

Fortunately, Judo, you're heavy on the wit and light on the twit.

Hello, Marilyth! Thanks for posting the poem!


WE

 

[perks]

"drunk crying to your mum"
I hope this isn't from personal experience, perky!
"as your promise
slips from my finger"
Good one!


WE

no, it's not. But it is of a story I heard...

My mom knew this guy when she was younger. She was invited to his wedding and the bride and groom were standing at the altar... He excused himself from the bride and the priest and went over to his mother and said in a teary voice "Damn, I'm really gonna miss you, Mum"... the bride walked out....

I love mom's stories<grin>. They inspire.
perks

 

[steelvelvet200]

that was especially creative, perky!!!

short, succinct, sweet

-steel

 

[WickedEve]

Perky

I think that bride did the right thing. The groom was a hopeless momma's boy!
I love the way you use your inspiration!

 

[perks]

hmmmmmmm....
thinking of starting a thread...

our poems and their inspiration.

Would you be interested?
we could take some of the poems that have been discussed <grin,I use that term loosely> and give a short background info.

What do you think?

 

[steelvelvet200]

that sounds good, Perky

what are you proposing?

 

[WickedEve]

Perky

I know that I have poems that have been interpreted in a number of ways, but not always the way it was written. I think it would be very interesting to hear what inspired a poem and what the poem really means.

 

[steelvelvet200]

That is the BEAUTY of art

Art is multidimensional...and encompasses logic, passion, and reality (unreality?)

Many popular songs of the ages have been interpreted differently than originally intended...

take for instance, Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds...

what does that song mean?

 

[darrenfate]

Cries

Side by side in front they stood
Each to their place, protocol understood
The organ played a familiar song
The gown bright, her tresses long

In her eyes of blue, he saw the look
And in that moment his reaction took
Evil, infidelity, dishonor, and greed
He saw her soul, he saw her need

With a cry he screamed "No more"
"I will not be bound to this whore"
A gasp went up from the gathered throng
Half thought him right, half thought him wrong.

For in his pocket in a painful hand
Was writ a confession from his best man
Telling of their lustful nights
And how he had feasted on her delights

In mournful silence the crowd dispersed
They had seen the absolute worst
Of loving gone awry
And also seen a friendship die

 

[Star At Sunrise]

In The Office...

"In The Office
Of The Justice
Of The Peace
And The Chief
Of Police"

The sun shone as we walked in together
The judge held the pen like a feather

I signed
On the line

I handed the paper to you
You held to it like glue

Your pen hung in the air
Over a signature that wasn’t there

Rain began to fall from the sky
And a tear fell from your eye

Love was doomed
When you left the room

 

[Star At Sunrise]

Judo

Damn! I am SO glad I wrote before reading any of the poems in this thread. Judo's blows me away completely! (actually all of them have been really good!) Thanks for this thread!

 

[Lauren Hynde]

I Do (Not) Haiku

LOL

I just saw this thread and now I really NEED to post something, but since it's 2.30am, I'll just post a little haiku inspired in something I just heard from karmadog (thank you, my friend, hope you don't mind)... It goes something like this:



I Do (not) Haiku*

Get Your Tongue Of My Mouth,
The New Wife Said.
I Am Kissing You Goodbye!



*(hope it's OK to use "I do" on the title)

 

[Miss Isis]

broken


bite my lip...tasting blood
sweatsextears
search eyes for proof of lies
but hear and see only truth
i want denial
want my midnights spent whispering my existence to you
to stay on your hand
wanted this acquantance to go farther
than just bent knees and diamonds on bands
wanted the forever you weren't willing to give