Everyone murmurs about what is happening
But she hangs her head and keeps hoping
She looks up, but still nothing
I put my arm around her, telling her how beautiful she is
My sister still stares at the door
I know he isn't going to come
I feel something drip on my arm
And look up to see my sister's falling tears
I look up again and keep hoping for her
We have waited for over an hour
But still no sign of him
My sister shakes her hair back
And marches back up the aisle
Leaving the altar behind
I cry over her humiliation
As I walk along the darkened pavement
I see someone coming
And gasp in horror at who I see
There he is
With one arm wrapped around a woman's waist
Drinking
Laughing
Betraying my sister
He recognizes me as he passes
And then suddenly checks his watch
And moans at the time that he had forgotten
I have no control as I scream at him
Demanding why he had promised her forever
And decide that he could quit on her anyway
He laughs at my little speech
And then dismisses me with a wave
And walks away with the girl in his arm
I crumble to the ground
And sob for my sister, who I love
I beat my fists into the cement
Cursing the one that had done this to her
He was her prince
But he left his princess
Now he is a toad
A man who promised
An empty love
To one who deserves much better
Author notes
My name is Shannon Green. Fortunatly, this didn't really happen to my sister, but I thought it was a cool idea. Please enjoy you guys. <3
I chose the "Empty Promise" option
A contest entry
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2800 points, ended September 27, 2008, 14 entries
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All to much of this these days I am afraid. Ahhh. Wonderfully descriptive in the events. Best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela
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great story
thank goodness it did not happen that would be horrible. Nice job with the prompt, Boog
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Love and Anger
come to mind and a restrained feel with the read of this poem. Good luck in the contest.
Jim
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This is an excellent write. Good job
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Very good story.
I would like to have known what one would have done to him for tricking her. But who wants to touch a slimy toad- warts nobody need then. Being alone might be best.. I had hoped she wan the 250 millipn lottery anx He would get none. Big dummy as Fred Sanford would say. I still liked it, haunting memories will serve him well...mac
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Fascinating story..and one that I am sure has happened more than once. I enjoyed reading this.
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It is a shame how little some people value their word.
A great story...Good luck! -
I have to say you showed tremendous restrain in you piece I know it is not from reality but none the less i would have really let go.I guess the pavement (sidewalk for our American friends)would have been replaced by the face Great write Good luck in the contest
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