A White Wedding

A white little church
edged by a black cliff
by a white seaside.
It's a nice setup for
a white wedding
of a black-veil bride.

Black crows fly high
into the limpid white
above the black earth.
It's a great day for
a white wedding
on a black sabbath.

White spruces,
and black cherries,
black willows
and white birches -
at the periphery
they stand guard.

Chequered lawns,
white fountains
and  black swans,
white lilies and
roses black.
Flower girls
running around
picking daisies
and flowers wild.

A white dog's barking
at the black swans
and a black one chases
few white rabbits
beyond the lawns.

Guests, all whitelisted,
shuffle in odd pairs
as a white witch
performs black magic.
A white-house resident
and a dealer in black-share.
Two men in black
and a snow-white
outta black Caddi,
Blondes in black velvet,
their stallions in white.

Guests mingle in a
large white hall
behind black curtains.
Black mirrors on walls
cast white shadows
that fade into black.

The groom's a white hat
but the bride not so quite!
Hiding white secrets
of a black knight
in white satin even on
a pre-nuptial night.

The best man gives
the black diamond
a white-glove care
The maid of honor --
out of a white-house-
black-market catalog
with a blackout stare.
(Far too many
white Russians
on a night out!)

Groomsmen in black
and bridesmaids white
takes a stance
at the altar line up for
a white wedding of
a black-veil bride.

A black widow
sprinkles white potion
as a whited sepulcher
reads what he'd scribed.
It's an apt sermon for
a white wedding of
a black-veil bride.

A white wedding
on a black sabbath
of a black-veil bride
is a helluva ride,
It's a dream
black and white
gone wild.

Abol-Tabol (Weird and Random) Thoughts from a Pink Floyd fan

Alone on a mountain -
Vision obscured by clouds
I face the delicate sound of thunder.
Or is it the division bell that I hear?

Searching for a saucerful of secrets
in the land of relics,
I hit the wall guarded by
the piper at the gates of dawn.
"Ummagumma" is the codeword to
the house of the atom-heart mother,
into the dark side of the moon.

Down in the valley -
We are all animals
waiting for the final cut.

But up here at Zabriskie Point -
a momentary lapse of reason
can't meddle the lunatic in my head.
Not on any interstellar overdrive,
'm just marooned but comfortably numb.

Remembering all the early singles
My pulse beats for more.
First, it's psychedelic and space,
then the progressive rock works.
The Pink Floyd sound echoes
from Shine On to A Nice Pair.

As my trip gets into high gear
I wish you were here!!

© Sanjoy Haldar
Blogger's note:
I am a die-hard Pink Floyd fan - here is an attempt to capture the essence of a "trip" by using the band's album titles. Can you identify them? Marooned gave the band its only Grammy.

I titled it Abol-Tabol, Bengali for weird and random, after a famous "nonsense" rhyme book in Bengali by Sukumar Ray, father of the famous Indian film maker Satyajit Ray.