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My Ring Finger

My Ring Finger

The fingers I see,
Long, pointed and soft,
As a lotus flowers,
Distant memory fades
It graces the face
The fingers once did trace,
As it leaves a churning
Whirl in me

I look beyond my window
Many passers by I see
Who perhaps have yet to do?
Many a chores that await me

The fourth finger
A remembrance of the love
Then so pure
Now in eyes a tear
A quivering sore

The ears continuously ring
As I wash the dishes
Through autumn to spring
The memories of anniversaries
My finger continues to string.
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Free verse
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Comments

I know this scenario. Tried four times.

Fiddlesticks to each one.

~V~

"When a pickpocket meets a holy man all he sees are his pockets."

Unknown (at least to me)

Just did it an eighth time
you still have so much more
let me know
the data of the next one
then i'll advise
if u say so

loved

author comment

will always remain so
so you now also know
how much
i'm worth my weight in cold
sorry ...
I meant gold

loved

author comment

your poem carried all the imagination of someone realy lost love and pain.
So deep , and very expressive.

wonderful my friend

Mona Rose

Salaams
Arabian Nights,
we make up
to break up
and then remake
for a longer take
when we then totally shake
what was our mistake.????
I love your intentions
for you are too Gods,
Allahs creation,s

loved

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My Salaams
Arabian Nights
We make up
To break up
And
Then remake
For a longer take,
When we then totally shake
What was our mistake?
I love your intentions
For you are too God’s,
Ah! Allah’s creations

loved

author comment

Fate has thus far denied my having to de-ring my finger . You have captured the pain of any less fortunate in this write...............scribbler

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