Cana Rain

Attending marriages
To take the photographs,
I see many tears
And many laughs.

There seems
To be a divide,
Between reactions
Of each Groom and bride:
The brides,
Faced with the vicar's scowl,
Will be the one
To hyenacally howl:
While the grooms,
Overcome with emotion,
Tear-flood the church
With unmachocean.

The guests at that famous wedding feast,
Drank a miracle so fine:
But that was nothing to seeing today's grooms,
Turn water into brine.

13:08, Wed. 20/12/2006.




Poetry by Mark J. Wood
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Written on 2006-12-20 at 14:27

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alison sunderland
great lines!! eg unmachocean! lovely stuff.

ps. i can turn wine into water you know.
2006-12-20


Zoya Zaidi
A witty and interesting piece Mark!

(((Hugs)))
Love, Zoya
2006-12-20