The Bride

I wait, betrothed to the earth

the desolate dolomite cliffs

jagged peaks; tectonic shifts

my wedding veil…the alpine mists

.

consummate with rhythmic tide

so heedful of the hesitant bride

gentle, soon the waves subside

cleaving to the cave inside

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decades pass, and fiery gust

shall scorch the fields to barren rust

henceforth shall I only trust

a matrimony of decay and dust

71 thoughts on “The Bride”

  1. Diana, this is so poignant. You have brought out the heartwrenching pain in a decaying and dead marriage. The stagnation and staleness in a relationship which is being felt in every action which is monotonous and self-satisfying. The rust which settles in and the stink which remains there forever. I could go on and on but will short of words to praise your beautiful poetry.

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    1. Oh but I do like it when you go on and on dear Megha πŸ™‚ I feel so overjoyed to grab your attention and draw you into such thoughts… ever humbled. Sending you a bunch of roses wrapped in warm thought ribbons xo

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  2. Oh my goodness Diana… Your heart and soul has been laid out there in that poem.
    The elegant, keen lament of the bride, the earthy metaphors draws readers to your magnetic, poetic territory. The consummation has been described with such heart wrenching, awe inspiring caliber… And oh, that penetrating end – leaving something of a deep experience with the reader, as is a norm with your verses!
    The (unforgettable) Bride… ❀

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    1. The last thing I read tonight, like a dessert at a fine establishment, brought out by the chef himself! Michelin rated words! Thank you for always taking the extra time to bestow such thoughtful sentiments about my writing. I savour every wordy spoonful.
      And then I wonder why I always talk about sweets with you. You must think I’m sugar obsessed? Only addicted to your sweet kindness, yes! ❀

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      1. Oh this chef loves preparing delicacies for the favourite patron! β€πŸ˜€ Your comment is beautiful! Michelin and all.. 🌌 hehe.
        I don’t think you’re sugar obsessed. I KNOW you are. Miss midnight chocolate πŸ˜›

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    1. I hope it brought a half smile to your face despite the sorrow kind soul – rest assured such writing clears cobwebs and makes me embrace every tomorrow with gratitude and wonder. ❀

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      1. The title of a ‘Diana poem’ in my reader is always met with a curious smile. Don’t you worry. πŸ™‚
        Poetry is so much ebb and flow dear friend, an unraveling of a complex soul such as your own. Let if flow. πŸ™‚

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    1. It is a little “Great Expectations” if you put it that way. A woman waiting a lifetime, still wearing a tattered, yellowed wedding dress. Thanks for the words V.J! πŸ™‚

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    1. Aw, thanks! You have a way of bringing a smile out of me even when I’m intentionally trying to be sombre Robbie. It’s the dude in the cup and thinking about your blog πŸ™‚

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      1. I got a nomination
        And now I share the joy
        I’ve chosen you, Diana
        I hope this brings you joy!
        In fact, I’ve been a-makin’,
        I made a video.
        If you would like to see it,
        The link’s here, here you go: http://robbieyates.com/2018/06/14/sunshine-blog-award

        πŸ™‚

        A copy of my questions:
        1. Favourite sandwich filling?
        2. What came first, the chicken or the egg?
        3. What’s an embarrassing thing you did when you thought nobody was looking?

        Also, I broke so many rules when I made my own Sunshine Award post. If you want to play by the rules, MrHushHush – the awesome blogger who nominated me – posted the rules properly in his own Sunshine Award post.

        If you don’t want to participate, I promise not to be offended! πŸ™‚

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      2. Oh Robbie! The video is superb …. the awards seem to look grand on your blog but I have always kept my blog a bit like a dull manicured lawn, free of bursts of award daffodils!
        Eating a yummy chicken avocado sandwich while listening to the best version of Hallelujah… Jeff’s of course. Oh what superb taste you have! Thanks Robbie 😘

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    1. Writing is a rare thing these days, so distracted am I .. yet, receiving such an accolade from you, dear D … is a reward I cherish! ❀

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    1. Wow, there you are Basilike … tucked into my comment section saying something so amazing. And from a writer I adore, this is heady praise indeed. Means so much ….xo

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    1. Ah sweet plumber, I imagine you assembling a pipe, yet your inner poet was ripe …. for all the words you know so happily share! Thank you for your bright persona and warmth dear man πŸ™‚

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      1. Yes, I like the warmth part, it was only 2’C here this Morning, far too cold for this Aussie plumber/poet, I’m glad you like my little stanza, you make me smile, and that’s definitely good for me.

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    1. Yes, sweet soul …. I write this way to remind myself that the clock ticks, even as I sleep ….. yet the minutes of every day swell with hope and mindful moments. It’s not bleak. Thank you !

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  3. ohhhhhhhhhhhh wow! you went all the way with this extended metaphor and never faltered once! quality the whole way through. like holy shit. like seriously. this is like expertly done. holy shit. i cannot even believe this. seriously. wow. i just read it again. the rhythm and rhyme the images. WOW that’s quality. I am dead serious. I might reblog this. holy shit.

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    1. This comment is SOOOO AMAZING! I laughed out loud but more than that…. felt so overwhelmed with your enthusiasm.
      You knocked my socks off, thanks a bunch πŸ˜€πŸ˜€

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