Saturday 29 March 2014

30th March, 2014



Sonnet 116

White weddings - just fit for male/female mindes?  -

Leftovers from days of pure hetero love

Which alters when it alteration finds

King James' strictures* at oh so far remove.

Like Eton's class (now money'd) mark -

The market value of birthright's shaken ...

Same Sex  owl and  pussycat in their bark -

This honeymoon's all their money taken!

Willow birch bark ** stripped to cool rosie cheeks,

Leaves the maypole compass - wedding guests come,

They've practised wedding hair/make-ups for weeks

To dance ribbons round "til Death us do..." doom.

Time tells what Kings and cabbages proved:

What we thought the less was all that Will loved.

*"wikiHow" entry: How to Make Aspirin if You're Lost in the Woods.  STEP 1 - Rip some bark off a willow tree...

**Proverbs 18:22  Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing and obtaineth favour of the LORD.  Marriage is not something we invent or change to suit our own fleshly desires.

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