We sit

side by side on

weathered bench


clouds  witnessing

the bride

as she poses

gulls eavesdropping

on our conversation


discussion of hypocrisy

within the church

and us


our longing palpable

before heaven

as the bride smiles

before crashing waves


we remember

our hopes and dreams



the gifts

have all been received

offerings given


but the bride

smiles on

posing for the cameras


caring not

for those beyond

her own wedding party


she has become blind

enthralled with her own beauty


while many

who know and love her

are left disenchanted.

Published by enthusiasticallydawn

Dawn Paoletta is a life enthusiast who loves to juggle words, chug coffee, and journal excessively. You can find her gathering stones on the beach most mornings. She enjoys hanging out with her hubby, daughter and family pets in Narragansett, RI and shares her passion, poetry and prose @Enthusiastically, Dawn.

2 thoughts on “Disenchanted

  1. Yes. Too true. In the west, at least. But we must not forget “the church” is not Christ, even though she is supposed to represent Him.
    Love the symbolism, and oh, a lot of things about the way you wrote this.

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  2. Present day, the church may have adopted a Cultural Christianity rather than a Biblical Christianity. I read this concept somewhere. But it makes sense to me and several of my friends with whom I have shared it.


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