POEM: The Forgotten Bride
This was composed for the CPC Simple Sunday Picture challenge. The featured work this week is titled the same as this poem, and is by Canadian artist Jessica Allain.
THE FORGOTTEN BRIDE
The Tenth Marquis of Ballantrae
possessed great masculinity.
While riding on the road to Perth,
encountered coach of excess girth.
A glance inside bestirred his heart,
for Lady Mead sat in that cart
with Pearl, her perspicacious cat,
whose eyes fixed like it saw a rat.
The bold Marquis smiled, tipped his Tam,
and grinned like wolf who’d seen a lamb.
The lonely Lady nodded back
while freeing curtain from its slack.
But further on, coach was too wide,
and Ballantrae had offered ride.
On horseback riding through the glen,
her love was born like egg from hen.
A marriage promise soon was made,
arrangments set and great plans laid.
Until her laird was called away
to lead an army to Calais.
When date they’d set arrived at last,
the Lady waited as time passed.
Still dressed in her white wedding gown
she glanced at Pearl, who seemed to frown.
Sad news arrived that Ballantrae
had found a bride in Normandy.
The Lady fainted at the news
and fell from terrace to the mews.
The tale is told at Mead estate
for tourists of the Lady’s fate.
And some say when the sky is right,
her appartition comes in sight.
Still waiting for her liard to wed
with naught a hint of doubt or dread.
A moment caught in timeless trance
as cat and Lady shared a glance.
Copyright June 22nd 2013 RGD
Inspired by the image “The Forgotten Bride” by Jessica Allain