Wedding Dress Wedding Poems and Vows
Dive into the enchanting world of love and beauty with poetry dedicated to the timeless symbol of romance - the wedding dress! 📜 Let words weave a magical tapestry as you explore the elegance and significance of this cherished garment. 💞 Immerse yourself in the art of love and fashion with poetry that celebrates the allure of the wedding dress.
Olive wore a wedding dress of lilac voile
Her groom gave a beaming smile
When she glided down the aisle
Peter persistently proposed… Peter’s patience prevailed!
Contest: 4 lines
First line: anagram.
Second/third line: Couplet
Fourth line: Alliteration.
Sponsor Silent one
18th December 2015
She stood, frozen in her
wedding dress; no one could tell
who was on her mind
July 15th 2013
Collaborative poem via iku-poetry app by Yariv Habot and Igal Ram
My white wedding dress
Now on my eldest daughter
Twirling in mirror
I hope in twenty years she
Won’t be invisible too
10/15/12
Her bloodstained wedding dress clings to her shaking body
On the floor his corpse lies in a pool of congealing blood
He’d revealed his secret, he was in love with the best man
It was meant to be the happiest day of their lives…
Jan Allison
Contest – four lines
Sponsor - Broken Wings
09~20~15
I saw a glimpse of her wedding dress,
she stepped barefoot on the shore grass.
The sea roared like at Venus’s birthday,
Milky foam covered the wave’s way.
A cherub flew between us with haste.
The whirlwind playing around her waist
Lifted his lost feathers, round like a bell,
Her face rosy, her gaze blazed and fell,
She saw me spying and from above
Shadows came dressing her with love,
Raindrops covered her youthful face,
Blessing us against a vile disgrace:
A wedding dress remains a mystery,
even if in a foreshadowing reverie.
He did a really stupid thing on the day when he took a bride.
The nut said he did it to get in touch with his feminine side.
When he got married, he wore a wedding gown.
There was laughter from everybody around.
A man is supposed to get married in a tuxedo or a suit.
He's such a sissy that the marines wouldn't even accept him as a recruit.
When people laugh at him, he says he feels nothing but distress.
But what else can this man expect after wearing a wedding dress?
(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.)
The wedding cake was vanilla fondant
Its flavor did enchant
But it was truly a surprise
At how the cake was disguised
The guests knew not where to start
They'd never seen this before
The groom took the first slice
And then everyone came back for more
All the guest had left Jenny Craig
They were tired of that mess
They ate and ate without finesse,
The cake itself was the wedding dress!
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2/22/17
amidst musty furniture and splintering rafters
there it hung
draped across the manikin so gracefully
elegant and beautiful
white and lacy
with its gleaming pearls and lingering train
its a gown for a seraph
glowing luminously in the dim light of the loft
so glamorous
almost perfect
stunning like my mother
bold as my father
embodying love and devotion
memories and passion
inhibits a model's splendor
grants me a sense of ecstasy
my mother's wedding dress
I walk down the aisle
But you are not yet there
Ding dong ding
The clock reads three
That bell that chime
Forever mocking me
I sink down
At the edge of the pew
Giving up on the dream of
me and you
Salty tears
Hit the floor
Love crimson in color
Pours from my hands
Pours from my heart
Pours from Me
And it stains
My wedding dress
a kyrielle sonnet
Our lighthouse casts its light to guide;
a role it plays in fam'ly pride.
Through many times of gath'ring near,
a record traces ev'ry year.
In wedding dress up Trundle's stairs,
our lens first caught it unawares.
Our fam'ly's seen through photos here,
a record traces ev'ry year.
The cam'ra toiled as fam'ly grew
preserving mem'ries we pursue.
Our albums shine like chandeliers,
a record traces ev'ry year.
Our lighthouse casts its light to guide
a record traces ev'ry year.