Where’s Walter?
She walked down the aisle to the altar—
A hushed murmur arose from the back
(“Where’s Walter?”)
“He’s not here.”
“Alas and alack—he faltered!”
“Everything’s altered.”
“Because he is dead—or because he is queer?”
He’s not coming—can’t do it.”
“Oh dear”
Lesley Scoble, April 2025
I wrote my poem, ‘Where’s Walter,’ in response to Punam’s (Peansunplugged) challenge to write a 44-word quadrille poem including the word ‘alter’.
My thanks to d’Verse Poets, Quadrille #222: There’s no alternative.
Enormous thanks to our most gracious host, Punam, for her unalterable inspiration!
To find out more about d’Verse Poets and this prompt, please follow the link below.
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