Your Bridesmaids

Surprisingly, (except for saccharin anime) I could not find any online pics to go with this fanciful poem.What's wrong with the modern world, never to have thought of this before!


Your Bridesmaids

Your Bridesmaids in bolts of gay dresses,
Each skirt the cosplay of an inverted flower,
  Which from each bust and waist bell billow

Sally, feigning leafy gestures in green sleeves,
  Mocks a tulip pink, bowed in the rain,
Liz-Beth hops in her yellow daff frilled hobble skirt,
  Draped below a matching hip cinched tutu mane,
And Tiny Julie, a purple furtive crocus bloom,
  Is misting lavender from her atomizer,
Wafting the fresh Spring of fairy womanhood
  Around about your wedding and the hall

I wonder, should your party dance in hula lei,
  Would each satin bloom, hiding invisible pistol clappers,
Ring in floral carillon a serenade,
  For you, and I, all in the room,
And of course too, your handsome groom?

Now you, blinding bright as the bouquet
  Of a dozen white roses, held downward,
Seem about to be thrown away,
  But for your timorous bridesmaids, who,
Holding fast with you in all, feel not yet ready
  To book our clique’s next wedding day

But I, so happy,
  Am trying not to cry,
Perhaps it is all this flowered pollen couture
  That conspires to redden my something borrowed blue eyes,
And between tears, I think now, yes, I’ll marry you,
  If you would but whisper the word,
Yes, even while
  You stand hand in hand,
With another man,
     Yes  

(Ok, I did find these, but they're not what I'm talking about)