Best Tethered Poems

Tethered, Weathered and Feathered


Whom is that man who got tethered?
Looks like he is overly well weathered
Oh my, he really, really got feathered.

Written: July 17, 2015
Theresa Marie W-C...

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From life you chose to disappear
Yielding to waves that lured you in 
Never knowing what could have been

Each day I'm haunted by grim fear
Anguished by the most dreadful thought ~
What had I done to break your heart

My lashes tether to each tear
When the sun slips...

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With just one glance her enchanting smile won
Cadence of his heart crooning: she was the one
And fairy-tale of sweethearts had thus begun
Stealing stealthily the missives of alluring eyes
Gawking sundown on ebullient magenta skies
Welcoming newfound tempo passions bestow
In temple of his soul where halos of love...

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Short shadows stretched by a sinking sun,
darkness denotes the day is done.

And Sol slips over the edge of the Earth 
tethered to oblivion,
and yet, shackled to Dawn.

Twilight morphs into Dusk, summoning night, 
as a canopy of twinkling stars shine.  
And the moon imbues a...

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nothing really holds us in place
  and I'm not sure where we go to
    when we rear up
  then some semblance of order 
    restores, everything settles 
      the constants continue 
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Reality's a harsh truth;
that dominates existence.
And I cannot escape it;
no matter how hard I try.

You got me to believe we'd
be together forever.
But your lies and betrayal
tore my naive heart apart.

Love's indomitable flame;
wasn't meant to be extinguished.
And its demise was painful;
fueling deep depression.

Fate spun a fickle...

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Tethered by life's boundless gyre;
doltish in the headlong plunge.
Swirling in its turbid mire;
mock demur feigns to expunge.

Inchoate thoughts swell pathos' rosters;
errant guides whose hack beguiles.
Pay scant regard to such impostors;
debar with glee their rueful smiles.

Then peerless grow your firm resolve;
abjure ego its tumescence.
Ascend the arc...

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Sunbeams scamper amongst the tops of trees
where playful ebony shadows slip slide.
And subject to the whim of every breeze,
they scurry to find new places to hide.

The ground is dappled with patches of light;
shapeshifting into works of abstract art.
And watching them dance is a pure delight;
Mother...

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The moon slowly ascends like a regal Queen
while skittish shadows all flee the scene
and scarlet skies bleed last light
as nippy winds bite
tethered to
night
drops of dew
soon start to alight
thirsty mosquitoes take flight
and where beauty and silence careen
the moon slowly ascends like a regal Queen....

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I feel the tinge of a windblown face
And set my sails to open space
Leave behind my shadowed sorrow
To explore wind-fed days of tomorrow

I'll find direction from the wind
Let it guide and not rescind
It's pushing force that moves me on
To await the light of every dawn

And...

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My inner child
That silly self
My mischievous one
The one, who tethers me to my happy

I languish in his joyfulness
He sprinkles stardust in my eyes
I laugh with his exuberance
He says what he thinks
His is the voice of my honesty
Sure, sometimes he gets me in trouble 
Occasionally, bursting...

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Tethered to a moment, I won’t break free
or give a different answer when I’m asked
about the time most beautiful for me
because in rapture that one night I basked!

It was September. I’d turned seventeen.
Tethered to a moment, I won’t break free.
Not many things could make my...

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I want you,
not in a symphony of promises,
but in the raw rhythm of now,
each beat a fleeting note,
strumming on the strings of today.
Your smile? A wildfire against the dark,
brief but unforgettable,
scorching the edges of my calm.

I don’t love you, or maybe I don’t yet.
This isn’t...

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You keep me running around,
on this never ending merry go round.
The carousel stopped,
and I hopped off.
I began to get sick,
so I thought really quick.
One more time on the merry go round,
will help my stomach settle down.
I tell the conductor one more time,
he said, “that’s okay...

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How silent lies a lone ghost ship
that lists, tethered to its mooring
having run aground 
inside a dying dream, now distant. 

Unearthly selenium skies hang 
mute, limp and discordant
absent of air, breathing death. 

I drift alone in an ominous ocean
devoid of water
hovering in a vacuum of...

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