"Hold on to what is dear" is the china bone handle on this vessel of Regrets, Liz...you say it so well...to have not lived is to not live at all...this poetry comes from deep within and your readers, all of us at one time or another have had regrets...it's part of the human experience...be well always you...Blessed Be.

Love,
Sage

This is so true...on so many levels.
enjoyed...
Cryssa :~)

Well penned. A powerful and inspiring poem.

A powerful message in this piece, Liz. It is so true that many have regrets for not doing things while they could than those who took risks and failed, yet still found the courage to stand and continue with this journey called life. Excellent write.

Be well,
Sheri

Soft and beautiful message of hope and wisdom. --Charlie

Very insightful and inspiring poem. Thank you for sharing it. Best regards, Bonnie May

As soon as I read this, I thought of a Rumi quote I love: "Load the ship and set out. No one knows for certain whether the vessel will sink or reach the harbor. Cautious people say, "I'll do nothing until I can be sure". Merchants know better. If you do nothing, you lose. Don't be one of those merchants who wont risk the ocean."

Your words and message are powerful.

Axilea

Yes so many "regrets for having done nothing"
We must take risks for adventure! Great message!

Lovely and insightful~*

Brava, Liz! Wise advice woven into a lovely and rythmic rhyme scheme.

Julie

Spot on~!! Who among us hasn't made mistakes? Longer we live. . .let's not go there!! Great message in a great form.
Love its sound, love the rhythm, love that you haven't wasted a word.
More! MORE!! <3 <3 <3 'Pea' <3 <3 <3

wise write :)

Just thought earlier before reading this that so often, in words verbal, written and even unspoken that communication can leave us in a shangrila of sharing or in a quandry of confusion. We never know the hearts of those when we speak certain words, or do certain actions. Sometimes those words hurt and are carried along for hours, days, weeks, months....decades. I remind myself daily that people sometimes don't share all that's on their hearts, that one little misunderstand can be catastrophic. But we should not fear the aftermath and stay silent. We are human, and we have a chance to make amends, and keep on living our adventures, apologizing for our regrets as we go along....hopefully apologizing sincerely and immediately. The soul and spirit are the guide to honest examination in the heart of a right-thinking person.

blessin's Elizabeth, this is a very nice soul-felt poem.
cynth'ya lewis reed

Experience is the best teacher. enjoyed

Liz,
Regret is such a powerful word; it summons so much emotion. Great job on this poem! You trigger thoughts of my own regrets with your words.
Sheila

Points well made; this is food for reflection, Liz. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Regrets are something we all have eventually carried around wherever we may roam, but life cannot be built upon regret, look to the light....

Be safe,
Karen

A wonderful write that speaks truth Elzabeth.
Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Yes, indeed! Maybe better to regret the "commissions" rather than "ommissions"! Like Eileen says, talking this out in an on-the-page, articulated way helps forge determination for fresh ways ahead. Bonne Aventure! :))

Great writing...very thought provoking. Good job. Your baby is beautiful.....
Tina

The last two lines say it all, Elizabeth. To never have reached out; to never have risked; to never have lived would be the saddest regret of all. Beautiful.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Ab-so-lutely!!! While I have many, many regrests at some of my actions, I as tleast did not sit on the sidelines . . . I attempted to live, although my "living" was sadly misdirected far too many times . . .

So true! it is always good to set yourself free by voicing the words that release the regrets!Excellent poem, Liz!

ET