Haiku Friday: Parties and Receptions

Last weekend I officiated at another beautiful Saturday evening wedding at Palmer Memorial Episcopal Church in Houston, Texas. There were lots of alumni/ae from Wake Forest University present, including me, the bride and groom, most of their parents, and most of the wedding party. I noted that in my remarks, of course, and also quoted the flamboyant Prince of funk, rock, and pop music, saying to all, “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called life.”


The reception after the marriage liturgy was held at the Houston Zoo, which is actually within walking distance of the church. My wife and I soon discovered that we got to sit at the fun table. Seriously, it was awesome. I’m so happy for this newly married couple and for the family and friends that surround them. Wedding receptions like this one, and many different kinds of parties, are ways of coming together in friendship and in community to get through this thing called life.

So that’s our haiku theme for this week — parties and receptions. Say something about an experience with those in a verse with five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second line, and five syllables in the third line. Here’s mine:

Sat down at the zoo,
pondering this thing called life.
It surrounded me.

5 thoughts on “Haiku Friday: Parties and Receptions

  1. Thank you for this blog entry and the photo of our adorable couple. It was a delightful evening, and you did sit with the coolest of the cool, lucky you! Haiku junkie that I am, I could not stop with one entry. Call it residual wedding joy! Best wishes, Donna

    The bride’s antique gown –
    on its third wedding – weaving
    hope with history.

    We whip, then nae-nae.
    Through the palm trees, elephants
    bob their heads in time.

    Because both the happy couple and the parents of the bride met at Wake:

    The Liberal Arts
    educated us: scholars
    of romance. Go Deacs!

    Bride and groom slice cake,
    serve each other dessert as
    their main course begins.

    The mostest hostess:
    refined, cordial. O God!
    These heels kill my feet!

    I receive my guests,
    feel their grace, their love – really,
    they are the gifts here.

    Eleanor’s brother Joseph commented on my “digital” process:

    I see your fingers
    writing this haiku – tap tap –
    counting syllables.


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