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Sometimes things are not as they seem...

There was something amiss.

Her left hand was tingling.

Oh no! Suddenly she began to panic,

Her mind was racing.


Her heart!

It must be her heart,

Damn but it had been under a lot of stress lately.

She had taken on too much.


She had opened it up and

She had allowed herself to be vulnerable,

To love, unconditionally,

Good and bad.


As it turned out, the bad outweighed the good.

There was a distance that could not be breached,

A chasm that she could not cross,

Was not allowed to cross.


She looked down at her hand and

Noticed that it was turning blue,

This was worrying.

She rubbed the cold skin.


It was then that she noticed it,

The band around her wrist.

It was tight and constricting, it hurt.

She had forgotten she'd put it on.


It had made her so happy at first,

For it meant that she belonged to him.

She was proud and happy to wear it.

But now...


Now it cut off the circulation.

It stymied her,

Constricted her.

It had broken her spirit.


With a concerted effort,

She dug her nails under and

Pulled the damned thing from her wrist.

It snapped with a loud CRACK!


There was a deep mark,

From the band, red and sore,

But, as she rubbed,

She knew that she would heal.


As she stroked her wrist,

She was amazed to see

The colour changing as

The tingling diminished.


Funny, the tingles used to be the best part,

But as they diminished,

She began to feel happy,

For she realised that she was free.

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Posted 05 Dec 2012 19:47
Wonderful well thought out poem! 5+
Posted 04 Dec 2012 20:56
If the ties that hold you begin to constrict... its past time to cut those ties and move forward... nicely written Maz.
Posted 01 Dec 2012 18:28
I love this poem, very good my friend, i can wait the next master piece. 5+

molto buono e bello la mia amica, sei il migliore.

Posted 30 Nov 2012 19:47
Very expressive, excellent metaphor. A great poem Mazza!!!
Posted 29 Nov 2012 04:14
I hit 4 but I meant to hit five. Poetry doesn't normally grab me, but yours does. Great metaphor and character growth with change. I'm quickly becoming a big fan of yours.
Posted 29 Nov 2012 01:15
Emotional, raw, and vivid.

Posted 28 Nov 2012 14:22
I can see the image that you have created with this poem. The hard times and the feelings that have gone with it. And then a new light has been provided
Posted 28 Nov 2012 14:15
Mm, what a thought provoking poem, which I (and most of us?)can certainly relate to. The analogy of their love with the bracelet / (wedding?) band / banned is intriging and very clever. Was this written with the benefit of any mind altering substances purloined in Spain? I guess copious quantities of whisky could be classed as mind altering. Come to think of it experiencing a warm day in November is pretty mind altering for us Scots...

Posted 28 Nov 2012 13:42
Amazing poem! Let all spirits be as hers; free.
Posted 28 Nov 2012 12:16
Two hands are always better than one, so make use of the freedom and find a love that invigorates the spirit and sends tingles through the whole body and leads to unconstricted smiles! A fine simple summary of how loving alone cannot any more be enough if you are going to really live.

Posted 28 Nov 2012 07:00
Ms Lauralee_sugah said it best.

Posted 28 Nov 2012 05:32
Sometimes it really is best to be free from the ties that bind us. Not easy, but better. Very well done!
Posted 28 Nov 2012 05:00
it is strange how what feels safe can become a prison. wonderful.
Posted 28 Nov 2012 04:59
Oh, yes, the pain of having a bracelet given in love can become a shackle imprisoning the heart. This is a poem of liberation and is wonderfully described as an awakening and discovery. The expression of being free is also an expression of being strong. Lovely and inspiring.
Posted 28 Nov 2012 04:31
She was free. Thats the spirit. Freeing from bondage of someone. I fully endorse your idea as marriage as institution is a complete failure. 5

Posted 28 Nov 2012 04:03
The metaphore is as striking as it is powerful. Love is indeed a twin edged sword. This one will leave me in thoughtful contemplation. Thank you Mazza

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