I Me Wed
by Carolin Messier
Tomorrow is my wedding day,
there were no invitations sent
no dresses sewn
no favors wrapped
no banquet laid.
Tomorrow is my wedding day,
there’ll be no flower girls
no ring bearers
no maid of honor
no best man.
Tomorrow is my wedding day,
there’ll be no carriage at my door
no petals strewn
no smiling guests
no officiant.
Tomorrow is my wedding day,
there’ll be no groom to meet me
to hold my hand
to hear my vows
to accept my ring.
Tomorrow is my wedding day,
there’ll be no husband to kiss my lips
to feed me cake
to toast our love
to waltz with me in joy.
Tomorrow is my wedding day,
I have rewritten and revised my vows
made each verb reflexive
tried on a dress of aubergine
and reserved a quiet, sacred spot.
Sad but uplifting. You are the only one you can trust not to break the vow.
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True, but if anything, my solo wedding day made me open myself even more and choose connection over solitude. Sometimes our lives are just hit by a bus; it’s no one’s fault.
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Reblogged this on Writes With Pencils and commented:
Revisiting an old poem with new perspective.
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Having learned of your circumstance, and feeling the pain in the poem, I surmise the poem is truly autobiographical. What a terribly painful experience of loss and grief. I don’t know you, but I have the tiniest glimpse of you through your poems, just enough to allow me to care for you and hope for you. I hope your new perspective is slowly turning your grief into strength, empathy, and understanding, through which you will be a blessing to others in mourning. Best wishes.
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Roger, thank you for your kind words. Yes, this poem is indeed autobiographical. William died less than two months before our wedding day. My path through grief has been one of winding and wandering, but the general direction is leading me to more understanding and empathy for fellow humans I never imagined feeling a connection to.
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Poignant to the point where it moved me to tears. I feel like with each piece I read, I get to know you better. Thank you for writing, even if you started late. It’s a gift :’)
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