Weddings

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My Egyptian colleague is getting married in a couple of month’s time. He was sharing with me how expensive weddings are in Egypt. The cost involved with hairdressers and makeup and dresses and photographers is exorbitantly high. Weddings in Australia can also be very OTT (over-the-top). Overseas weddings held in exotic locations are becoming increasingly popular.

My wedding was a simple affair. My best friend styled my hair, and I applied my own minimal makeup (touch of mascara and lipstick). A friend of my husband’s did our photography. I bought my dress and shoes in my lunch hour. My dress was a cocktail dress that I enhanced to have the matching chiffon scarf attached as long, flowing sleeves. The dress was from a boutique store and imported from Canada. I loved it straight away and it fitted perfectly, so I bought it on the spot! It is a warm ivory colour, not ice-white.

My husband does not dance so we had a lunchtime garden wedding. It was held in January which is summertime in southern hemisphere land. The sun shone that day. We are still married and have happy, healthy children, so safe to say the sun is still shining!

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Promise

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seven white buttons –
virgin promises, kiss the
skin of fair young bride

By Your Side

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I love you
And I hope you love me
When no-one else cares or
Has the time, I will be
By your side

Engagement Sestina

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In the morning hours, the shrill ring
Of birds chirping woke me that day
Many years ago, and I wondered what might be in store
For me. I could feel a quickening love
In my heart so without delay I rose
Up from my warm and comforting bed.

Hastily I threw back the crumpled bed
Covers noticing the marks of a ring
Of water around my crystal rose
Vase where it had been spilt the previous day.
I waited for my partner love
To arrive with a gigantic store

Of fresh lilies from the flower store
As every morning I place freshly cut blooms on our bed-
Side table – to find out that romantic love
Was in the air, as fresh as a ring
Of jasmine scenting the early day.
My heart skipped beats as I was handed a delicate red rose

As my partner bent on one knee, taking me by surprise. After he rose
Up he led me to the jewelry store.
It turned out to be our engagement Day!
We had a lunch of a salad bed
Garnished with a fresh ring
Of condiments as we celebrated our Love.

For ours was no ordinary love
As the most beautiful rose
Could testify, with an engagement ring
To seal the grace held in store
For the rest of our lives and when I went to bed
That night I felt it had been the most perfect day.

A few weeks later, on my wedding Day
A celebration usually reserved for love
We stood near a well-tended garden bed
Of the most beautiful scented rose
Trees and looked forward to a store
Of love and exchanged a wedding ring.

We savored wines the colour of deep rose
And as we embarked on a lifetime in store
For us we listened to the church bells ring

This is an attempt of a sestina inspired by Sam of Another Voice
She explains the structure in her post:
https://tokillamimingbird.wordpress.com/2015/02/16/sestina-the-surprise-of-a-lifetime/

It might be my one and only sestina ever

I Love You

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You walked into my life
And spun my world around
The peace I felt, the joy and love
Have kept me by your side –
So glad to be your wife

xo

Love Sonnet

My heart I ever grant to thee
From now until the end of time
Our lives ever twined shall be
Beating in perfect orchestral rhyme
I promise to hold thee in my arms
And kiss away thy daily cares
Away from any earthly charms
Precious vows answer all my prayers
And when we leave for a distant land-
That glimpse into eternity
We will venture forth hand in hand
For ever in holy matrimony
I thank thee for being at my side
My love will always be thy bride

Inspired by Another Voice:
https://tokillamimingbird.wordpress.com/2015/02/10/a-sonnet-for-jasmine/

Wind up his back

Reaching Meadow Lane is authored by a friend of mine in Johannesburg. Amazing the situations others go through without saying a word about it at the time. Fascinating reading, and I had no idea of her experiences when we were in close contact. (Apart from being too caught up in my own experiences at the time).

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imageHow it was ever possible? No matter which cinema in the whole of South Africa; no matter which movie was booked, the Mad Man would choose and book the only broken chair! How is that ever conceivable? Yet, as a honorable husband, he would deem it necessary that we swap chairs because you have to make your wife sit on a broken chair during the duration of a movie. To this day, I recall only one occasion in which the chair was genuinely broken. Just as we would move multiple times in a restaurant while having coffee, we too, would move multiple times in a cinema to find the best position on a functioning chair. Adding this complexity, the Mad Man would insist that the wind, coming from somewhere, would be traveling up his back and making him cold. Why is it then that I could never feel this wind?…

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My Hero

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “My Hero.”

When my mood is low
He leaves me be
When I need help
He rescues me
When I awake
He brings me tea
If its coffee I would like
He brews me one
When I wished for a ring
He bought some gold
When I longed for babies
He gave me two
When I want to talk
He will lend an ear
Two things he will not do
One is listen to me sing
It hurts his ears
Or read all my poetry
There are too many words
But even so
If there was a hero
I would have to choose
My husband
Because I love him