Moonlit Wedding

Michelle and bridesmaids

This poem was written after my second-oldest son got married In 1994. After he and his lovely bride drove off to their honeymoon and the reception wound down to its unwelcome end, we said our goodbyes to the guests and gathered our bits and bobs, bags and baubles. There were very few cars left in the car park, belonging to the new in-laws, the groomsmen, the bridesmaids and us. The bridesmaids and groomsmen were still dancing as they came out to the beauty of a cool, moonlit night, so they formed a ‘set’ and danced a reel. It was simply enchanting…and we had no film left in our cameras, so I tried to capture it in a poem.

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Moonlit Wedding

Palest  pink dresses with petticoats showing,

colour bathed out, yet still lustrous and glowing.

Black hair or red hair. blonde or brunette,

curly or wavy, no matter how set,

fading too early, silvered with light

while singing and laughter are warming the night.

Bridesmaid bouquets bringing perfume of roses

to a scene of such wonder as nightime discloses.

On finding a stage bathed in such moonlight

going on home just doesn’t feel right.

Happy to linger, the dancing not over

till the moon goes to bed wearing cloud for a cover.

Tartan kilts swinging in time to the beat,

the rythm of centuries tapped out by the feet.

Into the light, looking ghostly and graceful,

swung by a partner with energy youthful,

bare arms lifted in gesture majestic

in the light of the moon falling softly fantastic.

All are amazed and are caught in the wonder.

Bedazzled they are by the moon in its splendour.

And now they are dancing;

eightsome reels they are prancing.

Lighting their way, when home they were heading;

caught in the moonlight. What an end to a wedding!

Christine Campbell

18 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Dyane
    Sep 10, 2013 @ 23:47:35

    Nicely done Christine. 🙂

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  2. Karie Thoma
    Sep 11, 2013 @ 00:04:00

    Lovely and loving poem, Christine.

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  3. Katie Cross
    Sep 11, 2013 @ 01:42:50

    Oh, I love the line ‘And now they are dancing’. Such imagery in your poetry. I think it’s really sweet that you wanted to capture that moment in the poem. I’ll bet it’s more real to you than if you’d caught it on film 🙂

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  4. Vashti Quiroz-Vega
    Sep 11, 2013 @ 04:16:51

    Beautiful poem Christine. It has a rhythm like a song.

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  5. nineteen98spirit
    Sep 11, 2013 @ 08:41:03

    I loved this, this is what poetry is to me. It was rhythmic and had beautiful imagery and just felt felt really.

    http://www.alicekouzmenkowriting.blogspot.com

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  6. glenperk
    Sep 11, 2013 @ 16:42:30

    Yay, I love weddings, drinks all around. 😉

    Glen

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  7. Misha Gericke (@MishaMFB)
    Sep 12, 2013 @ 18:14:37

    You captured the moment beautifully! Can almost see it in my mind’s eye. 🙂

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  8. Alana Munro - The Author Who Supports
    Sep 15, 2013 @ 08:46:18

    Love a good wedding! Thanks for sharing Christine. 🙂 x

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  9. Simon
    Dec 12, 2013 @ 01:17:16

    Howdу just wanted to gve you a quick heads up and llet
    you know a few of the images aren’t loading properly.
    I’m not sure why but I think its a linking issue.
    I’ve tried it in two different internet brοwsers and both shοw the same outcome.

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