Wedding Dress

Wedding Dress

A Poem by HighBrowCulture

 

I’m looking out over the dead garden

Ghost of what could have been

You looked like dusk in that wedding dress

I promised what I’ll never get the chance to say

 

Our child would laugh

You said he had my eyes

I swore they’ve got too much summer in them

They must be yours

He won’t ever be

He’ll never call you mother

 

Frost on the glass pane

I’ll leave a letter in the ash

When the rain turns to snow

Will she know?

I never meant to go

© 2010 HighBrowCulture


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this poem is good. i love the first two lines, they bring out the weight of seriousness as well assadness.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Odd, that Hollow man sent RR's of this to several of us, yet did not review it himself! Thanks are due nevertheless, as it is a gut-wrenching tale.
I was puzzled by the second stanza. Does "he won't ever be; he'll never call you mother" mean that you and she LOST a child (which may have contributed to the relationship's dissolution), or, that a planned child was never initiated?
I just wrote one a few weeks ago, bemoaning (albeit with some ironic humor) a relationship which dissolved unexpectedly. You may wish to look at "The Yester Ghost".
Lovely work. looking forward to reading more. Mark Teague

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is beautifully lamentful:) All regret, remorse, doubt, heartache is ripped open here!
Great work xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


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- this is an excruciating piece - it breaks the heart in a million places - into a million pieces - so palpable is the painful weight of these now dead dreams - that that last line - goes through the heart - it skins open any possibility of pretense - it evokes raw, bare, bone-deep pain -

i still haven't said goodbye
to the summer in your eyes
and the dusk of your
smile

as i watch you leave
for the thousandth time
your laughter hangs from walls
and your footsteps float in
with the wind from open windows

for the first time
i know
that this time
you're not coming back

and for the first time
i just don't want to
inhale you anymore

Posted 14 Years Ago


nicely put together

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Good write! "I promised what I’ll never get the chance to say" I like the time mixture in this line past, present and future all in one line. Cool stuff.





Posted 14 Years Ago


oh, wow!

amazing stuff here

Posted 14 Years Ago


The imagery in this was just breathtakingly beautiful.
Great emotion in this!

Posted 14 Years Ago


great emotive impressions through the poetic~ imagery is absolutely spellbinding~

Posted 14 Years Ago


she prolly wouldnt care to know. thats what they do.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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