Marry me

by Grant Gilbert AKA Slash   Dec 26, 2008


Marry me

Slowly oh so slowly it trickled down my spine
The rain drops plopping, quietly marking time
An open market place and strong young oak trees
A single swirling leaf on a lemon scented breeze

Green trellis chairs and tables too
Gay umbrellas striped green and blue
Table clothes flutter in the breeze
A little bird chirping up in the eaves

I asked my love if she would marry me
She said to meet her here at half past three
So here I sit, but want to pace
Anxiety etched upon my face

Will she come or will she not
It seems this is a lovers plot
For striding down the avenue
In high heel boots and sweater too

Charcoal hair trailing on the breeze
Here she comes, what a visual tease
I'm up and running, to her open arms
She could not resist my manly charms

One more rain drop crawls down my spine
As these memories flood my mind
Another tear falls to her grave
As I slowly turn and walk away

Grant
09h26
26.12.2008
Copyright © 2008 G.M.Gilbert

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  • 15 years ago

    by Emily

    That was as beautiful as the rest of your poems. The descriptions were vivid, I think my favorite line was "A single swirling leaf on a lemon scented breeze." And the ending was... wow.
    5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Cindy

    What a heartbreaking poem.
    Excellent job!
    Take care
    Cindy

  • 15 years ago

    by Sora

    Wow!! i'm so speechless. this poem was simply amazing, a little twist you added o it made it even better, a poem i just wanted to keep reading and couldnt stop. your words took my breath away. a deep and pure poem, loved it. job well done. 5/5.

    -Ashlei.

  • 15 years ago

    by LoreNz0

    Such a beautiful piece, both in verse and meaning. sad and wounderful; whata true gift to the reader 5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Grant,

    This poem is really a story...the saddest ever of a young man ready to make her his own and then she dies on him...I love how you kept the suspension there right until the last stanza. It is a good story and I have witnessed something very much like this in real life when I was a small girl. Reading your words brought all those memories back again.
    A very good come back:)

    *hugs*

    5/5 Ingrid

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