Best Unclasped Poems

“Embrace and Release”

In the quiet of night, I pondered—
the art of severing ties, like pruning a tree.
The weakest links, once tightly bound,
now set free, like a maiden’s unclasped bra.

2024 dawns, a canvas for transformation.
Covid’s grip loosens, and clarity emerges.
Meltdowns yield to focus, tears to savings.
My...

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Beggar-boy quiet watched eyes lavender blue
 One look of buried winter songs chiseled at my soul.
 Tattered earlobe sullen deaf bored with a hole
Flash of pride, lightning wells I could not look into.

Saw the velvet violin case and bore a hole there too 
Molded pride...

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Part Two

From that moment onwards
Not when the fingerless muscles unclasped
    the indented bones
But from that moment of knowing
   from that very moment of sustenance
That day of human unbelief died unsung
And the depth of human grief buried long
   ...

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T'was there in the twilight I heard my dear Lord
He's calling, yes calling to me
He bids me come close and to sit by His side
This Teacher from Old Galilee

His voice is so gentle, his eyes are so kind
Then He motions again to sit near
Please tell...

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I loved him in a Summer's breeze,
though Summer ripened into Fall.
His Winter arms, a cooler squeeze,
a chill became an April squall.

A season's moment left ungrasped.
I thought of love, but love is blind.
Its daydreams easily unclasped.
Untended, quickly they unwind.

He left in Summer, with no glance;
his mythful...

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What later will be filled with squeals
And peals of childish laughter,
In desolation thus reveals
What comes before and after.

The vacant swings, with chains unclasped,
Hang waiting, so forlorn.
The silver slide, unoccupied,
Gleams dully in the morn.

The jungle gyms or monkey bars
Seem bare and incomplete.
They’ll only come alive when...

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Unclasped my pearl necklace
and loosened my long, straight hair,
opened the buttons of my dress and let it fall,
took off my lingerie,
tearing the delicate silk,
and left me naked.
After that, with his finger-scalpel,
he sliced into my skin,
as though I were meat.
He put his surgeon hands
into my entrails...

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Rushing away from the Devils hair hoisting heave

Rushing to Gods downy laced embrace, searching as astray and bereaved.

Rushing away from your most tenebrous night-frights.

Rushing to your chain mail-cloaked knight.

Rushing away from the skies troubling tears.

Rushing to the sun-singed grassy spears.

Rushing away from the contemporary world...

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“Touch me”
she pleaded
no more
than a whisper
hands tied
behind head
as she begged 
him to kiss her
he slid up her top
over breasts and chin
pausing for thought
with a playful grin
he moved it up further
but to her surprise
left it to cover 
her lust filled eyes
he unclasped her bra
baring both breasts
stroking...

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Despite being hoisted on arid ground,
My barely hidden refuge, a sensual shadow
On the road, I laid out for stifled sorrow
distorted silhouettes of the decayed bound.

Peaceful water and tangy, light wind
warm light on my arms, and stoked sand
Now, via fragmented flower-bed land
A riot of magic florets...

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Its forty years now
since that first day,
I remember still the
tears that dropped from
my cheeks as my mother’s
hand unclasped mine,
breaking the bond I’d
known from birth, handing
me over as though I were
a piece of lost property,
Miss Pringle was very kind,
and I’m sure understanding,
but she was only a
substitute,...

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I hold three magic rocks, in my hand
Rolling them over and over and over
Leaving this reality behind, far behind...
 
I know not where I'm headed to,
the sage's advice, my only clue :
"Enlightenment is now in your hands, 
take much heed when you let it land..."
...

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Your sublime allure

Like plum blossoms on Fuji

Trembling with love's covenant

Unclasped by Spring's kiss

To alight, giggling, my heart

I miss you, Lotus Petal


** FOURTEENTH PLACE in the "Oh How I Miss You Poetry Contest", Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer, Judge & Sponsor. **...

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She was caged in his mystery.
Just a glimpse into his soul;
And she saw the anger flow freely.

A father’s blood tainted
And with it came sorrow;
And with it came unspeakable torment.

There was not a person,
That felt the pain,
Its symptoms were distinctively his. 

Whispers like the wind urged...

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Unclosed eyes spew anger stern
Unstoked smokeless fire of the wild
Unclasped lost togetherness burns
Uncleaned ashes cover soiled mind.

Fiery disdain the bloody eyes spray
Scary voice threatens harsh to hurt
Flowery attachments wilt in disarray
Wary heart sinks and splits apart.

Remorse could melt mind to tear
Dowse the fire in the...

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