One year ago, he thinks, one year
To the day and here I go again
Taking back what I can’t let go
Though sometimes he can almost
Believe otherwise, this troubled
Young man who has yet to remove
The engagement ring that matched
The one she had mailed back to him
On February 14th, 2004, and he found
It strange that he could not recall if it
Had been a rainy day like this one or
If it even really mattered, because
Deep inside, almost unacknowledged
In its now familiar existence there, a
Shadow had laid hold of him, spreading
Like a bad infection as each day crawled
Over the horizon into night, time and
Again, bleeding together, coalescing
So that he couldn’t really tell the
Difference anymore, that small
Band of gold on his finger a
Spiteful gleam of indifference that
Shone on nothing more than the
Empty void he had allowed it to create.
Outside, the rain continued to fall.
END
“Engagement Ring”
Carmen
you keep improving that gift is awesome. Whether this poignant piece is about you or not, the conveyance of such deep feelings is a true poetic accomplishment. Bravo! love and hugs on this valentine day,from you pal,Eileen
How can I put words to the emotion you have evoked in me on reading this heartbreaking poem? I don't think I can do it justice with a few superlatives. All I can say is that you have effectively tapped right into my heart. I felt the pain along with you. I don't know if this is written from personal experience or not but either way, you have created something so authentic you've brought tears to my eyes.
Wishing you love and everlasting happiness
Chanti
This reminded me of a school play I played in called "The Ring"
Very serious play but I luaht so hard every time I had to say
"Cara Mia MY Love"....and the name of the boy and calling him "my Ferdinand my love"...that was too much for my silly mind!!
Thanks for this less funny read!!
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D