This ring ties the TWO in TWOgether
Like circular bilaw
Shrouded from misdemeanor triangles
The ring anchors spririts like
Valentine, Sauron and greedy Jesus
and sex is left in its' wake
Too often the material misrepresents itself
This ring ties me to the world
Marries me to the machine like a reminder
The ghost lays siege
Within the aether of my refutation
The ring subject to decay
My invisible imprint noticed only
to those who have noticing faculties
The rocks and flames impervious
This ring ties me to you
Muse of mystery, Empress of eyes
You in league with Gaia
Who advises you to dress in earthtones
Claiming to be mindful of essence
Yet, more bound to the ring than I
The ring marks that we were once divided
but existence knows otherwise;
halves meeting in the middle.
...what a tender and profund poem with psychological quality about the act of becoming 'onenes' you wrote, there is like always your questioning in mezo-lines, forcing me to read deeper; I absolutely loved "My invisible imprint noticed only / to those who have noticing faculties / The rocks and flames impervious " ---this is truly briliant. (and the rest, too!) I thought, this is such an unsentimental truth about ourselves and an important ritual, where one leaves all the other parts of his past...or the 3rd one of the triangle if any, aside, yes outside. A charming and impressing poem of yours! she must be wonderful, congrat. bravo.
There's a lot going on here and I get images in my mind as I read. The ring that binds, is it
a good thing or a bad thing. Quite a question in your poem. I like it but I think it's
a poem I would have to read to really understand what your saying besides the oneness
that comes with the ring. Maybe I'm looking too deep. Or maybe that is what your saying. But I like
the poem.
Very profound and heartfelt. to bring meaning to sharing of rings that bounds two hearts to gether and meet in the center. Very well written, the flow is smooth and exceptional, great write.
Great use of language throughout this piece, to create vivid imagery for us to absorb.
Loads of interesting references, that draws us deeper into the impression you provide about the significance of this ring. Some of it seemed cynical, unless I've misunderstood, such as
"Marries me to the machine like a reminder
The ghost lays siege"
- 'the machine' being the system that marriage plays a part in?
I think this poem will require further reads before I comprehend it properly, but I really enjoyed the challenge and the reading experience.
Thanks for sharing it with us.
Cheers for your review - sorry it's taken a while to get back to you.
p.s.
"bilaw" [Is this a wordplay on 'bylaw', or a new word for me to learn? I'm intrigued]
"and sex is left in its' wake" [it's?]
halves meeting in the middle - perfect ending to this wedding ring poem. There is tension and tugging, but ultimately union - I like this take on it - you are always original!
WOW! THIS IS AMAZING! I THINK IT IS ONE OF THE BEST POEMS I HAVE EVER READ. I KNOW YOU REVIEWED MY WORK A WHILE BACK, AND I APOLOGIZE, I DIDN'T FOLLOW UP AND RETURN THE FAVOR. WELL, I WISH I HAD SOONER. YOUR WORK IS VERY VERY GOOD.
THESE ARE SOME OF MY FAVORITE PARTS:
greedy Jesus
and sex is left in its' wake
My invisible imprint noticed only
to those who have noticing faculties
You in league with Gaia
Who advises you to dress in earthtones
The ring marks that we were once divided
but existence knows otherwise;
halves meeting in the middle.
...what a tender and profund poem with psychological quality about the act of becoming 'onenes' you wrote, there is like always your questioning in mezo-lines, forcing me to read deeper; I absolutely loved "My invisible imprint noticed only / to those who have noticing faculties / The rocks and flames impervious " ---this is truly briliant. (and the rest, too!) I thought, this is such an unsentimental truth about ourselves and an important ritual, where one leaves all the other parts of his past...or the 3rd one of the triangle if any, aside, yes outside. A charming and impressing poem of yours! she must be wonderful, congrat. bravo.
"This ring ties me to the world
Marries me to the machine like a reminder"
The ghost lays siege
Within the aether of my refutation
The ring subject to decay"
brilliant image here...vivid and very true to hear