No altar, no rose-scented petalled bed,

no morning suit-grey waiting to be wed.

No priest, no vows, save those we’ve mined and spun;
soft Clogau truths exchanged by candlelight.
This stolen time, as we outrun the sun,
permits us to perform this ancient rite.

A simple room, this bless’ed bridal suite,
commune, cocoon, until the morning light.
White wedding gown, a simple cotton sheet,
sweet affirmations, raptured we unite.

Our altar, this sex-scented metal bed,
we sing our Hallelujahs and are wed.




~ Clogau gold (pronounced Clog – I) is rare Welsh Gold from the Clogau gold mine in the mountains of Snowdonia.



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15 responses to “Wed

  1. Brendan

    I so appreciate that you take your time delivering such tidy perfections. (Though I’m always so eager to see more.) You celebrate the greenwood marriage in sanctified English. “No priest, no vows, save those we’ve mined and spun …” Indeed. It makes me think of the troubadours singing of the deity of love outside the Church. This is scripture enough — a wonderful spun gown.

    • Oh, do not tell the Priest our plight,
      Or he would call it a sin;
      But we have been out in the woods all night,
      A-conjuring Summer in!


      Thank you Brendan, for such wonderfully musical feedback.

  2. The subtlety in this piece is astounding. So meaningful rather than a wham bam thank you ma’am 😉 Beautifully penned Julie.

  3. I have learned about a greenwood marriage rite that seems to wonderfully celebrate two peoples love. Great piece. 🙂

  4. Thank you River, yes it’s a Celtic ceremony I believe, as is handfasting where a couple’s hands are ritually bound together to symbolize their union.

  5. Well crafted, and it definitely gets steamy at the end!

  6. Doesn’t everything get steamy at the end Matt hahaha

  7. I enjoyed this…I could rattle off about sensuality and passion and all that, but in truth, when I look at it, it is at its heart, a romance at its simplest and purest. There is no pomp nor show, merely two lovers joined, first of a mind, then of a flesh. And it is all the more beautiful for that fact. Delightful read.

  8. smiles. you paint a beautiful moment that breaks out of the norm of a wedding in the traditional sense…i like that…lovely write…

  9. “White wedding gown, a simple cotton sheet”…one read is not enough

    Peace, hp

    stop by sometime

  10. the more often i read it – the more i like it (and i already liked it a lot when i read the first draft) a sensual and beautiful feast

  11. dustus

    Great descriptions of the ceremony, even in describing what it is not in the beginning.

  12. magical word painting…


  13. Ed

    Great poem – Love as it should be.

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