First Place in an All Poetry Contest. Had to write a poem inspired by a J.D. Salinger quote, "...my atoms, moreover, are arranged to make me constitutionally inclined to believe that where there's smoke there's usually strawberry Jello, seldom fire..."
This was from "Raise High the Roof Beam Carpenters and Seymour An Introduction" a novella by J.D. Salinger. https://allpoetry.com/contest/2736240-Salinger-Quote
A Nice Day For A White Wedding
The groom’s not here. He didn’t arrive. He left behind, a wilting bride. “Smoke meet Jello”, my atoms say to me. He did not mean to miss the ceremony.
A down hill spiral was what he was on. An infinite melancholy, a depression to pawn. Reading a diary he left behind. Words on a mirror for her to find.
Farewell Seymour, you will be missed. A white wedding prelude to death’s final kiss.