Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Sunday Morning; Woke Up Married

The deed is done
The vows are read
The knot is tied
Made the marriage bed.

The sky stayed clear
The rain came not
The photos taken
The nerves forgot.

The food was ate
The wine was poured
The speeches read
And none were bored.

The couple danced
And cut the cake
They kept in step
Without mistake.

As the sun fell down
On the start of their life
A new beginning
Husband & wife.

Photos by Lina Karlsson

Wednesday, 18 July 2012

The Tear

Once again it's a very long time since I blogged.  The wedding and other activities have gotten in the way.  However, I have just finished listening to the Richard Burton legacy on Radio Two, and I don't know whether it is the voice, the words, the poetry, the choirs, the sounds at least, but I was moved to write a poem. It has nothing really to do with Burton, just a poem and I wanted to share it with you.

I sat there, listening
Not moving, not thinking
And slowly, almost imperceptively at first
A tear formed in the corner of my eye
And began to roll
Picking up speed, dragging the remnants of dead skin with it
Passing over the cracks in the pavement face
A single tear to me
But a tsunami of emotion to my face
A storm, a maelstrom
A well of water, body salted
Erupting out of me
In that single drop
All my loves and fears and hopes
Found condensed into liquid form
Leaving tracks on my cheek
To dry, to vanish
And remain bottled up once more.