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.
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
Nicely done Christine. 🙂
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Thank you, Dyane.
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Lovely and loving poem, Christine.
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Thank you, Karie. Pleased you liked it.
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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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I think you may be right, Katie. I can still remember it clearly and see it in my mind’s eye after 19 years.
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Beautiful poem Christine. It has a rhythm like a song.
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Thank you, Vashti x
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I loved this, this is what poetry is to me. It was rhythmic and had beautiful imagery and just felt felt really.
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Thank you. I’m pleased you enjoyed it.
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Yay, I love weddings, drinks all around. 😉
Glen
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Yes, I love weddings too.:-)
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You captured the moment beautifully! Can almost see it in my mind’s eye. 🙂
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Thank you, Misha.
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Love a good wedding! Thanks for sharing Christine. 🙂 x
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Thanks, Alana. I do too.
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Howdу just wanted to gve you a quick heads up and llet
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Sorry about that, Simon. No-one else has had that problem. Hope it resolves soon.
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What a joyful, delightful poem, Thank you. Best wishes.
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Thank you, Joy.
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Beautiful poem! Lovely that you could capture such a special moment so vividly with words. I’m sure the time spent crafting the poem helped seal the images in your mind as well.
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Thank you, Tiffany. Yes, I do believe you’re right!
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