Poetry Bus - DFTP via Argent, the lurve bus

UP CORK - WOO HOOOOOOOOOooooooo!!!!! etc... now that the fairweather fandom following the first 20 minutes of GAA watching of the year is over... on with the bus

Today's poetry bus prompt came from Don't feed the Pixies, who has unfortunately left blogworld for the time being, perhaps he'll be back sometime - the quote from them is over here at Argent's place, and Argent has kindly agreed to host the bus this week for the prompt that DFTP left us with as their last bloggy action.

The prompt was to write something appropriate to read at a wedding, non-religious.

I wrote the following - warning: slush factor is very high, so don't proceed unless you have a very strong stomach

Love

Our meeting was an anchor

solid, lasting, plain and true.

We didn’t notice scrambling tide

yet I swam straight out to you

pulled out by an attraction

strong, magnetic, fine and fair

knowing only that I’d met one

almost perfect. One so rare

that life’s questions seemed less daunting

once you held me, close. I waited

for the feeling to get weaker

but I hadn’t calculated

on the way your strange pure self

and I, mixed up and made our pairing

mean more to us each single day,

here’s life, it’s made for sharing