WITHOUT A BRIDE

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

With eyes
That never smiled
Two drinks inside
Late to arrive
Takes a seat
In corner cover
He lost a bride
Once a lover.

The old coat
About to weep
To look beyond
Free of sleep
A bridegroon without
A bride in white
Haunted still
About that night.

Returned home early
In time to find
His wife and best man
Bodies entwined
Took a drink
And then another
Never stopped
His soul to shudder.

  • Author: nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (Online Online)
  • Published: June 23rd, 2026 02:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: An old poem written many years ago about a man just married who discovered his best friend and best man with his wife. He took a drink and never stopped always presenting a lost and lonely figure. He is obviously dead now but the story is a true one
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 31
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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Comments5

  • sorenbarrett

    Betrayal is a bitter pill to swallow it often catches in one's throat and doesn't go down and when it does it an make one sick. Well written Norman

  • arqios

    Feels like it was overly real for him that day. 🕊️🙏

    • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

      it was I never forgot him, the most solitary man Ive ever seen, thanks for read appreciated

      • arqios

        Most welcome dear friend🕊️🙏

      • orchidee

        Good write N. And now your next poem: 'Without a bus'. lol.

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Norman, this hit me hard. There is a quiet sadness running through it that never lets up. By the end, you really feel the weight this man has been carrying for years. Powerful piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

      • Goldfinch60

        Such an awful situation Norman.

        Andy



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