Writing Prompt

As always, I sat in the glass box surrounded by jewels. All with a price tag attached. People come over to the box looking over us. Their eyes light up when they see a certain one but soon get disappointed when they see the price. Sometimes I get taken out, and then I get put back into the box.

But, one day I get taken out but I never get put back behind the glass.

Finally after weeks in the da...

I am an wedding ring, I shine brightly and bring two people together. People think I will solve most problems, bring more love but from my perspective, it’s a little different than what is said above. I watch your love form, I watch you care for each other, I watch you celebrate. I can watch you start a family, and sometimes I watch myself in the mirror. When I’m left behind on the bathroom counte...

A symbol is it not?

A ring that shares a bond,

Shows your loyalty/love,

One spouse;one ring,

How about two spouse; two rings,

Yes for a ring; yes for a marriage

earth’s full of rings/humans somehow finds a way to you ...

Shiny and sparkling

I am a golden ring

Shoved on a finger

The fear began to linger

I was drenched in sweat

The mans faced was full of regret

A baby in her belly

Her hand was shaking like jelly

Only 4 guests there

The air stunk of dispair

No going back now

And that’s the end of the vows

...

Cold and coiled around with a tighten grip.

Tighter than it used to be. Like an embrace in cherished memories.

Once you glittered piercing from sun blush glare.

Then you dulled, back and forth, across a numb finger with kindly care.

You long to watch your children grow old,

You are the constant as the sunsets fold,

You are more precious than I am gold.

I still feel the vibrations when you lay y...

It’s always the same. You sit patiently under the glass, with a little tag beside you, and lights shining on you, and you wait. Then one day, a nervous looking man or woman scans over all of us, focusing mostly on the little tag with the numbers on. The lady with gloves on takes you out, and you’re analysed, then you’re put back. If you’re lucky enough, there’s a nod, and a credit card is passed o...

I have seen the glorious

Her face light up tears streaming,

silent in love as I take my place

His eyes bright, trying to hold back

But ending up crying as he places me.

I have seen the mundane,

Sitting on the side of that metal cascade

Watching them wash, and cook and clean

The way they move like they’re one being

Because they are.

I have seen the shameful

The fights, silent indifference

The ...