Customized Gold Bracelet
1. My birthday on the 17th of May
2. Fiance in Middle East- Dubai has a birthday gift
Customized Gold Bracelet
3. His name is Tai-Angelo Lizarraga
4. Customized with “Angelo” on a Gold Bracelet
Customized Gold Bracelet
5. His 1st born son’s name
6. “Angelo” Lizarraga
Customized Gold Bracelet
7. USPS Delivery date is May 27th 2025
8. It didn’t come
Customized Gold Bracelet
9. USPS is always late
10 Next day is May 28, 2025
Customized Gold bracelet
10. My mother didn’t recognized it
11. We didn’t know it came with Angelo Lizarraga
Customized Gold Bracelet
12. My fiance’s name is Tai-Angelo Lizarraga
13. Not in my name, Jacqueline R. Mendoza
Customized Gold Bracelet
14. Fiance didn’t want a customized ring yet
15. He likes it when we’re together
Customized Gold Bracelet
Was it fashioned by Navajo?
I do not know, I said. But I love it.
Maybe it is Hopi, grandfather suggested.
Or Zuni.
It doesn’t matter to me, I told him.
I absolutely love it.
I would love it more if I knew, he said.
Why does he have to love it? It is mine.
Was it fashioned by Navajo?
I do not know, I said. But I love it.
Maybe it is Hopi, grandfather suggested.
Or Zuni.
It doesn’t matter to me, I told him.
I absolutely love it.
I would love it more if I knew, he said.
Why does he have to love it? It is mine.
I wear a charm bracelet that you once gave to me, and every charm on it holds a special memory
The very first one has my initials before I took your last name, the next is a four-leaf clover for good luck every day
I have a ruby slipper because you told me that I was your princess on earth, and one about our friendship where our love started first
A white horse representing you riding in and saving me, a half-moon that you hold the other piece
A fairy to make all my wishes come true, an angel to protect me when I’m feeling blue
A diamond ring and oh how it shines, the initial of your last name that would one day be mine
A little boy and a little girl for what our future would be, a Cinderella pumpkin for you to carry my dreams
A butterfly to symbolize the love that would one day fly away, the lonely carousel with no one left to play
A sunflower so beautiful because you said it reminded you of me, and then lastly a heart that you eventually broke when you took your love away from me.
Weird bracelet someone said.
I stared at it for a second.
Wait! I think it's a phone number.
How do you know?
I can't be sure, but let's call it.
The toddler was still wailing.
Wanting her mama.
One phone call, and a relieved mama came running toward us.
A parent phone number bracelet.
Brilliant idea for any toddler.
Tattoo Charm Bracelet
My skin, a pure canvas before
No design beckoned me to explore
To be etched in the flesh, I deplored…
More mature, this great art challenged harm
Grand crucifix, my son’s heart, on my wrist, not arm
These jewels I’ll wear, linked in ink, each one a charm…
Submitting into: Bite Size Poem No. 42 Poetry Contest
Sponsored By: Line Gauthier
Date Written: 04-13-22
damp morning petals
dew drops hang like charmed bracelets
glist'ning in the sun
I remember your childlike enthusiasm,
when you presented the bracelet to me.
I smiled at your innocence,
I cried at your benevolence.
It wasn't made of gold or silver,
yet it had a faint glimmer.
It was the most precious thing I had ever beheld,
As I fastened it around my wrist my search for love finally quelled.
As the days passed we grew apart,
our story ended with you walking away with a piece of my heart.
This bracelet reminisced me of our history,
the happy moments that are forever etched in my memory
Its not just an ornament but a symbol of love,
A love pure and innocent.
A love so candour free from any judgement.
I remember your smile,I remember you.
I was a parched dessert plant and you became my morning dew.
Date :15/03/2021
Contest: I remember poetry contest
Sponsor: Malabika Ray Choudhury
She loved the bracelet, the charms, the bauble, the shimmer and shine.
She kept it polished, new, like when her father gave it
to her, too long ago to remember the date. The day was
magical, to the park, to the mall, to the woods. At every stop
searching, her father searching for "The One".
Who was this special lady?
She helped look.
Often pointed one out.
Too skinny
Too tall
Too frumpy
Finally, they found "The One" and her father took her to the
woods, left her there. Why? She didn't care, she got
a new bracelet with shimmer and shine.
He bought her one charm and she wore it every day.
When her father wanted, he'd go searching for "The One"
if found, and she kept quiet about it, she got a new charm.
She loved to look at it, stare at it, see the reflections
of the faces in her charms, remembering their
visits to the woods with "The One". Every visit a
secret and she got a new charm. Until he died,
and the killing stopped and so did the charms.
Maybe it's me,
But my pages are flipping
Towards the end of my story book
And a new one is about to open
With hands drawn in pair
With bracelet around it both.
Somenoe's Charm Bracelet
Carelessly tossed into auction box
Gathered by one who gathers ideas from all places
Once owned by someone who selected each piece carefully
Who delighted over each piece of glimmery sliver
Significance lost now discarded by family.
Triinket circle scovered by vivid story teller, artist, writer
Inciting new ideas into poetry and paintings
Inspiration for her active imagination
Each piece of pewter an opportunity to develop a new story
Some plots easier to come by than others
Fantasy parades through as she stares at the bracelet
She has a bracelet filled with charms…
Charms to remind her of what, where, when and who
In fact she has so many charms
She has not one bracelet…but two.
You see each charm has it’s own significance,
it’s own meaning only she can see.
Each one has it’s own story,
Ii’s own intimate memory.
Some of the charms were her grandmother’s
passed down and granddaughter approved…
like the woman from Hawaii
wearing a hula skirt that moves.
But most of the charms are hers.
There’s a shell, a peace sign, a musical note
Her sister’s name is on one…her grandchildren on another.
there’s even an elephant, and a boat
Each one symbolizing a moment in her life
a memory she has spun
and if you have the time
she’ll gladly tell you the story of each one.
I’ve heard their stories many times
often I stop and stare
as she tells tales from a time before I knew her
and others we have shared.
Yes, she has two bracelets filled with charms
and would you be alarmed
if I told you it’s not her bracelets
but her life that has been charmed.
She is 66 years young
with a host of memories yet to be…
And I wonder if it’s time to start
on bracelet number three.
An empty charm bracelet is ready to fill with assorted charms.
Today I wore the bracelet you gave me.
Not because I like the way it fits,
Or the feel of the metal on my skin,
Not because it is you personified,
But because I just needed to have you with me,
Through out my long day,
My long, sad day.
Written By: Laura Loo
BRACELET OF BONES
this bracelet of bones
bleached under life’s
searing suns
this whispering fluff
spun without bounds
floating clouds
this anarchy anger
stretched under skins
boiling streams
this island of draught
thirsting for loves
quenching seas
this torturous night
longing for sleeps
soothing moons
this chaotic mind
twisted and rewired
spinning stars
this bracelet of bones
gravely trapped
under
skin
killing
time
and
remnants
remains
© Kim van Breda- 2015
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