Monday, April 20, 2009

THE BRIDE WORE RED

somewhere waiting to be found
rejected by the scholar
hungerying and waiting to be found
she sat confused in pigeon park

in the back alley of chinatown
a bohemian poet sat
chanting some zen mantra
and glaring at the red dress

he got up and approached her
with the lisp and laughter of a fairy
he asked what she was waiting for
will you marry me?

of course i will
so off they went
he in black she in red
looking for some bohemian preacher

11 comments:

Phil Thrift said...

Nice love story poem -- I like the the bohemian poet angle!

jimmmaaa said...

I like this, it made me smile. I like the lines:
"hungerying and waiting to be found
she sat confused in pigeon park"
and

he in black she in red
looking for some bohemian preacher

Wayne Pitchko said...

man it is sooooooooo nice when someone reads your poems......thanks soooooooo much

Elizabeth said...

This image didn't speak to me, so I used another. But I like what you do with it, especially all the details on Bohemian life.

Jenn Jilks said...

Nicely done!

desert rat said...

Talk about spontaneity - or is it serendipity? Two people finding each other. I like it.

Rinkly Rimes said...

Thank you for visiting. The 'girl in the pearl earring' intrigues me. Were you in Cuba? Was she? I'm a bit inclined to take things literally!

Jeeves said...

Bohemian style. Like this.

Wayne Pitchko said...

Yes...visiting Cuba again..a place we love..he people are special

SweetTalkingGuy said...

This is so cool, love the bit about the bohemian poet in Chinatown, you must have been following me around.

gkgirl said...

so much i didn't expect...
i like that...