Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #98
A Hot Mess
by Belinda Roddie
A hot mess of a wedding had taken
place at the country club, where the bride and
groom had their clothing stained with cake frosting
but busted moves that made even the stiff
uncle feel sexy just to witness it.
Enough champagne to fill the Panama
Canal was drunk, and "open bar" became
"always bar," as the father of the bride
belched out a speech and made out with his wife.
Any good Christian family would shriek
and stare in horror at the whole display,
but any fragments of the night that were
remembered were happy and crazy shards
of the ceremony that rocked so hard.
by Belinda Roddie
A hot mess of a wedding had taken
place at the country club, where the bride and
groom had their clothing stained with cake frosting
but busted moves that made even the stiff
uncle feel sexy just to witness it.
Enough champagne to fill the Panama
Canal was drunk, and "open bar" became
"always bar," as the father of the bride
belched out a speech and made out with his wife.
Any good Christian family would shriek
and stare in horror at the whole display,
but any fragments of the night that were
remembered were happy and crazy shards
of the ceremony that rocked so hard.
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