A Love conscripted or Words on Nuptials for Nick

Brushing off my wedding poetry chops for my man 50 grand… Nick and his bride on their special day.

Since I can’t be there… words do travel:


When destiny

feeds into synchronicity

the tumult
will falter
against the

worthy –
a love conscripted
from the glorious
domains –

the unblemished
sort


that will never
be consumed
but redemptive.

tendered on knees
that are loathe
to buckle
or bend.


A portrait of brotherhood DNA need not apply (wedding poetry or a remote toast).

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4 Comments

    1. Thank you for the kind words Scribe… the best advice I can tender? Lean into your emotions, be predisposed to floating on them versus sinking beneath the depths, if that makes sense. The emotive is a muse not an impediment.

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