Monday, July 12, 2010

Day #7 - GOWN

Seven days into the Poem-A-Day Challenge brings us the next poetry prompt:  gown.  This is one of those prompts that caught me staring at my computer, confident that I would never be inspired.  But somewhere, from my inner muse, the following found its way onto the page.

THE WEDDING GOWN

The gown, itself, was lovely.
A beauty to behold.
It brought to mind the future
and dreams that would unfold.
But something stole the moment --
a hidden lie ungloved.
The gown hangs in a closet now,
abandoned and unloved.

1 comment:

Linda deGreif said...

As her mother places it over her head
The pictures come to the bride’s mind
Of the smile on her Mom’s face
Of her Grandmother that time

And flashes before her
All the times that they’ve shared
All the bed time stories
All the nights full of fear

The advice that was given
The fights and doors slamming
The stomping of feet
But knowing she cared

Then the bride looks at the mirror
In the gown mother wore
When she headed down the aisle
To where the bride’s father stood

And now in the same gown
She’s lead down the aisle
Through all of the trials
She has come to this spot

Her parents support her
The family is all there
In the small chapel waiting
To hear vows being said

And in her mother’s gown
She marries her soul mate
After waiting for years
To have it legal in her state.