A most Unconventional Wedding.....


     A most unconventional wedding

It starts as an ordinary day,
But will Change in a multitude way.
There'll be a wedding of nothing so ordinary,
With folk different, as page in a story.
They will travel from near and so far,
To attend this colourful bazaar.
No suit nor tie, will be on show,
If worn, you'll not get through the door.
Oh an utter feast of colour they will bring,
Using all manner of material, and the odd ball of string.
Hair in every shape as can be designed,
Made with such imagination, and as much gel they can find.
Sun glasses and capes, top hats and tapes,
Even using my old granny's, best living room drapes.
The groom be a girl, the bride be a man,
Confusing for some, but not for Diane and Stan.
This is the wedding of two lovers of art,
And those that bear witness, will see true love from the start...

  • Author: P.H.Rose (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 9th, 2017 03:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: I've been in Newcastle for the Last week working on my sons New house, whilst sitting in my Car outside the local shop a Large group of very colourfully Dressed young people walked Past, wearing wonderfully different Clothing and hair styles. A young Couple among them were holding Hands and very much in love, This poem came to me as they Passed....
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  • FredPeyer

    What a beautiful, colorful, and entertaining poem about love and a wedding of a different sort. Who says the bride always has to wear white?
    Loved it!

    • P.H.Rose

      Thank you Fred

    • Fay Slimm.

      A poem like this brought on by the wedding your verse describes reads like a carnival scene with super-bright colours to brighten the start of my day - beautiful read and thanks P.H.

      • P.H.Rose

        Thank you Fay...
        That is exactly how I
        Wanted it to read...

      • burning-embers

        After reading a powerful poem, like yours, i have to sit and think. Where have all the years gone, i want to be in that colourful crowd in your note. A cliche is forced to the front of my mind by your piece - if only i knew then that which i know now. Oh the colours and music. Thank you.

        • P.H.Rose

          Thank you so much
          For that brilliant comment
          I was a punk as a kid
          Mod as a young man
          So I love different....
          I had a Mohican hair style
          Loved that time of my life..

          • P.H.Rose

            And you have also gave me food for thought, when i put this poem down in writing in my book I'm
            Going to add a line about music,
            For the life of me I don't know why I
            didn't include it in my poem
            Thank you B.E for reminding me..

          • onepauly

            splendid! let freedom ring!

            • P.H.Rose

              Here here onepauly
              Thank you

            • Michael Edwards

              Superb - life and love should be celebrated so bring on the colours.

              • P.H.Rose

                Thank you Michael
                I hoped you'd like it

              • Louis Gibbs

                At least they are still old fashioned enough to get married! Sounds like a fun wedding, and this was a fun poem, Norm.

                • P.H.Rose

                  Thank you Louis

                • Heather T

                  As an event stylist and a poet, this found a smile in me! Delightful!

                  • P.H.Rose

                    Thank you heather
                    Now my cup has runeth over

                  • ShannonXx

                    This is a great uplifting poem! Thoroughly enjoyed reading

                    • P.H.Rose

                      Thank you Shannon

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Super write, weddings do not have to be conventional. This sounds as if it is/was a fun one to go to.

                      • P.H.Rose

                        Thank you GF60

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