Tomorrow
An Epithalamium
My love will dawn tomorrow – so they said
Cupid was a text ping ringtone cell phone
My cherubs sang an inbox flagged with red
Yet my revolution had been postponed
My love was locked in Buffalo, diverted
Shuffled in a slush piled Devil’s Island
The swim to freedom’s ticker tape was red
Parallel Forty Two through Nine’s trump hand
My love should be a song by someone else
“A stranger in an open car” – who’s that?
Love assumed a white, white rose dressed red
Long tumbled from the way you wore my hat
My love will dawn tomorrow so they said
Soft. Miming. Mute. As in your arms I stay
Border gone, Prison free, lyric read
Tomorrow in its haste o’erleaped Today
For Jenny Hayden & Lisa Roman on the occasion of your wedding at the Enoch Turner Schoolhouse, Toronto with love from your devoted friends Bob, Suzannah, Hope, Martha & Constance Cryer on the 15th July 2011.
BOB CRYER 