a ring on my finger

Nice little write I also like to write a special poem of cherish moment held dear. little grammar issue otherwise perfect. *Cheers* ~~~~~~~~~ Be whoever you are At all times, and Remember that Because of this, people will Always Respect, and Admire you ©2008Leonard Respectfully Yours, Barbara

knowing a little of the story behind this from chat I can understand the emotional tug this gave you, so will gently remind you to check spelling my friend. The final line is actually pretty intense and interesting, in it you've taken power, control over the ring. May you find the same power to take control over your life. Mark W. Galatians 5:22-23 "22 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. Against these, there is no law!" My favorite verse(s) in the Bible

remember Smeagol who turned into Gollum because of a ring... I second Mark in advising you to check your spelling a little more. Hope the clearing out of the junk is coming along splendidly, ~Nina

I never could throw my wedding ring away Jess but i cant wear it either because it has the name of my ex and our marriage date inscribed inside! They are such poignant reminders of what was even after you move on and you capture that here very well. For what its worth this is the poem i wrote some time ago on the same theme: The ring I sit and contemplate its presence, A simple burnished epitaph Caught in an accidental sun; Life empty without my finger. Name and date almost legible, Instead of pressed against my skin. Lying accusing on the dresser, Untouched, unwanted, Its worn circle etched With the work of living; Earth, weeds, dishes - Carrots and potato-peel. But not the love It once held encircled, Faces gazing at the shine Of new gold on twisted fingers; Spinning on a lover's table Laid for only two - And drunk from a glass Bubbling with wedding guests, Frothed in celebration. .... But now alone, Experience done. Like some scarred fighter Fallen on hard times; Punched through the hole Of your remembrance. An ornament of time, Never to be worn, never thrown. A golden artefact Gathering the dust Of neglected memory. Keith

You know that saying"things happen for a reason". If you found it after throwing it out, it was probably meant to be; hold on to it, you're princess may still be out there somewhere whom the ring will fit.LOL. or you could always "porn" it off..lmao..just a suggestion. kia kaha (be strong) Steph

....you've resorted back to a rhyming scheme, until the end. Indeed a brief write; yet interesting enough. Here's an idea...keep your floors swept, and you will minimize any of those "odd-ball surprises"! Yahoo ! #{:>{)}@== docmaverick.

own it. a triumph over a past lover, maybe? neat little write. GB

I think you revised this, right? I was thinking about this lately and wanted to revisit this write, read it a while back. What a personal piece.

this ones a punch in the guts for me ... i have such a ring but it probably holds different feelings in the meanings ... not the ring of a lover but a loved one short but packing power Jess ... and I agree not your normal write but sometimes the revealing of the truth is like an electric shock ... painful but cathartic love and hugs Jayne-Chloe

((((((((((Jess)))))))))) Perhaps the reason this has all *surfaced* is that soon someone will find you and ask for your hand in marriage. It happens first on a spiritual level, a shaman's understanding--you know that. Love, Anna "A poem is never finished, only abandoned." ~ Paul Valery

Every time this poem resurfaces I fall in love with it all over again. While waiting for that someone special, this poem keeps the hope alive You are what you create Respectfully Yours, Barbara