Wedding Service

by Sally Moore


She is plain
but he likes that
not, as others whisper
because Another is so fair
nor as rebellion for the act
not for subservience
she is not to be ignored

Her veil, white lace
as pale, almost, as her skin
eyes bright
stance demure
and she has been taken
before

What better scandal
an unexpected wife
like the whispers
a preference
without choice

He vows, this day
one to see happy
the other to serve

 

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Sally A. Moore has been published in The Globe and MailWord Weaver, and Heart So Open, Soul So Wide (Amherst Writers and Artists Press). Her writing credits include a prize from the Ontario Poetry Society, a long-list from the Montreal International Poetry Prize 2011, and award-winning film credits. Recent recipient of the Len Cullen Writing Scholarship, Sally is currently working on an historical fiction trilogy and holds certificates from Humber School for Writers. 

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