Dilemma
The church bells ring on a blue Saturday,
the caterer sets out cooked shrimp on ice,
bride and groom in the antechamber wait
somberly for DJ Stu, it was his advice
to make a grand entrance, they look so nice.
A bitter bridesmaid is two stiff drinks in,
on her phone a photo of a groomsman
a compromising picture with the bride,
should she forward it to mutual friends,
or take the high road, be kind, let it slide?
13 thoughts on "Dilemma"
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It’s a koan.
Schrodinger would say
Our observation of her action might affect her choice.
The real dilema: is it proper to run over there and grab some of that shrimp.
Never enough shrimp.
A dilemma for sure! You set this scene and build the tension well. What a great write.
yes, the visual denseness of the lines leaves no breathing space
You are cooking with gas, Bill!
Bravo, Bill!
Nice scene setting with great details. Will there be a follow up poem? We want to know what happens!
Yes! We do!
The build, as always, is amazing. Love the turn made and the dilemma presenting at the end… Left us all to wonder.
Juicy stuff!
Love the tension in this scene and wow! that turn.
Love the sounds in “bitter bridesmaid…two stiff drinks in,”
The return of the dizain! This is a wizard of a poem. The rhyme folds in deliciously.
Shew! The knife’s edge, honed by Bill. This is a keenly observant piece!
Great tension (and title) — Delicious imagery– and then that turn! Wonderful!