Sunday, 14 June 2015


The mosquitos bit
Around the running water
In the glade in the trees
With the old millstones

A charcoal heap
Near the rickety bridge
On which a camera clicked
With new photographs

And a bride and groom
With smiles and nerves said "Yes"

In the garden green
Around the Floda Inn
Guests and flower perfumes mingled
With their shades of blue

And after food
And tears and speeches
Celebration continued
In a borrowed room

And a bride and groom
With practice and poise danced

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