Best Unfasten Poems
So he began spinning her the most beautiful golden yarns
trying to dazzle and impress
none of anything he laid bare appealed to her
It was then he turned and said
he would create the wrath of Hell upon her cursing
each foul word striking
The emperor dashed at her
he felt beneath her
commanding his guards to put chains around her neck
they then threw her in the deep waters of the Tiber
The order was carried out to his very word
cast into the murky waters
God sent two angels to unfasten the anchor
took her straight to Heaven this gripped me with awe
how pure something beautiful is with love
She cries in our sorrow the joy of a rose
The emperor dragged her through the streets of Rome
shot at with a shower of arrows
I was dying she said her beautiful words
I fell into the sweetest sleep
she was cured when she awoke
the arrows turned and struck those that rained them down upon her
The emperor began calling her a magician
thinking to himself the actions of fire
would destroy this enchantment
that for me was a story of all stories
Heavenly spouse with He who placed the crown
of virginity upon your head
holding in His hand the palm of martyrdom
standing side by side with the elite in Heaven
She smiled this day when she appeared telling her story
entering into the glory was Friday
the third hour after midday
The very same hour
Our Divine Master expired
She is now a princess of Heaven forever shining loves light
filled with her beautiful colors
halo all dreams and hopes in loves prayer
Always love is a Heavenly mist of light
stripped to the bone forever shines golden bright
after writing this I went for a walk and for some reason the sun began brushing
warmly my face I could feel the deep gift of love stored deep inside
what a treasure to behold flowing through the veins warm glorious love
Pride was my downfall never saw the face hidden behind this mask
kissing humble I knelt at the lords feet
weeping begging his grace
I lost everything yet one smiles inside peace
darkness is just clouds within love always so pure when the light is complete
Categories:
unfasten, angel, beautiful, beauty, blessing,
Form:
Free verse
Tame your wish to unfasten
the shut bud ‘til she’s willing!
Give her sweetest thoughts of spring.
Attract her, softly thrilling
with your words and compliments.
If the sprout of rose is closed
you need gentle kindheartedness.
Warm alluring breath of love
may touch cheek with such caress
that first petals open slow.
Now ensure her - and yourself –
that there is no other one
that deserves such attitude
under shining moon and sun
no one that compares to her.
But you have to say the truth
or you will feel painful thorn.
If you do, you’ll see delight
Beautiful as dusk and dawn
when the rose unlocks herself.
Ensnare the ears with kindness,
enmesh with care her splendor.
Cautions stroke her fears away!
Then may your fingers tender
detach the outer casing.
Coat the rose with water drops
from your lips – fresh summerkiss
over body, mind and soul.
Feel with beating heart the bliss
when the trembling bud unclench’s.
Shivering the petals spread
ample to receive delight.
Open are the calyx’s thighs
that entangled day and night
the straight erected carpel.
Categories:
unfasten, allegory, caregiving, love, nature,
Form:
Classicism
Boys don't cry,
I felt my soul collapse and concave into a black hole located in the epicentre of my white heart.
They never told us that when you let pain nibble on your sanity you lose yourself to the gluttony of pain.
They never told us that pain never seeps out from the pores of hope,
Or that thick ropes make for comfortable ties that clog up pain from condemning your head.
Boys don't cry,
They only taught us to seal tight the bottle that encages our emotions so that they can live like freedom-deprived animals in these cages.
They told us to drown in shallow glistening pools of tears that defy the laws of gravity,
Taught us to be barbarians and never display weakness on our plain faces.
But they should have told us that
Boys do cry.
Maybe it will take time to unfasten the 'nots' of society but until then...
Boys do not cry, they simply sweat through their eyes
Categories:
unfasten, cry,
Form:
Free verse
Take your fill of my time
Does it thrill you?
Do I play every right chord in you,
Or do I dethrone your frustrations
Into raw rage?
Take your fill of my time
Does it pleasure you?
Have I breastfed your ego
With my warm, mindful nip?
I can hear my efforts drip, drip, drip
Take your fill of my time
Will it please you?
Or will it rot and dissuade you?
I feel you disengage,
Until it is I in that raw, raw rage
Take your fill of my time
Will it fail you?
The drips turn into spurts
Till it is my tears you feed on
And it hurts…
Take your fill of my time
Will I miss you?
When I have nothing left to give you
When I turn the other way
And you disregard the sweet, sweet sway
You and I will hear the drips no more
The rage will empty into the desolation
That truth can only replenish
I must unfasten myself from your tirade
To find a rant of my own, and a way
Will I regret every second of my efforts?
Can I dare breathe without my soul being drained?
Will you never learn
That all that I have lost from you
Cannot the same be gained?
So take your last sip of my time
Will it redeem my worth?
Shall I bite again into the joy I seek?
Or shall I dwindle away
Into solitude’s deep?
Categories:
unfasten, angst, confusion, growth, identity,
Form:
Free verse
I've been told it's a forbidden cupboard--
A closet of old--white linen covered..
I'm really curious about the thing--
Its contents--and the Peril that could bring..
Surely, I'd hate to know there were Ghosts
Or Vampires that quench their thirst on the hosts;
Beasts of prey Or Pirates that sing
(The idea of a ship doesnt fit this listing)
What other people might be there,
That wait upon to give me a scare:
What's within, I need to find--
It's thought-provoking--troubles my mind...
A headless Ghoul, some creepy Creep
(Or a lovely Maiden, with her sheep--
I'd be glad to meet her for sure..)
Thus thinking, I pass-by a door...:
Behind this, stands the Forbidden Cupboard,
Now if I open it to see, would I find a leopard!
So be it--my mind's made--I enter the room:
Making for that thing there, Pushing aside a broom,
I uncover it, with a single jerk, unfasten it's latch..
But to pull it open now, I find fears to match...
There's a creeking in the room
And the brushing-aside of a broom...
The thought of Death enters the mind--
I feel now a presence from behind...
Categories:
unfasten, fantasy, imagination, introspection, mystery,
Form:
Rhyme
I came home one evening whistling a lullaby
when I saw the first ghost ever:
a pirate with a patched eye;
I quickly ran from him with a pounding heart!
He must have returned and look for me,
anytime I turned the light switch on
he disappeared but moved around the quiet room
his good eye glowed through the dense darkness,
in full brightness, I couldn't see him!
Not being afraid of ghosts takes courage,
kids usually think that some friend is
impersonating a real ghost
and laughing they mock him to stir rage;
don't be too sure he's a fake,
be on guard, he won't fail the test!
I waited for him to reappear,
he refused to show his scarred face;
I spoke aloud, hoping he could hear me,
he came closer, I felt his menacing
presence in those stumping footsteps
and groans that did not make me tremble!
Finally, he showed himself to me and whispered,
" I'm sorry, I frightened you that evening...I needed
somebody to unfasten my shackles; I was taken prisoner
when my ship sank in the Atlantic Ocean, I lost all! "
" I like to return home and hug my wife and kids;
home is a long way, my England grieves as I! "
I suddenly replied and accepted his request for freedom,
" I will help you, sir, and relieve your excruciating pain. "
And before he could say another word, I loosened
his shackles feeling his swollen feet shake tremendously!
I looked up and saw the most grateful smile flashing at me,
" Thank you good child for giving me back my freedom! "
He waved until he vanished into that ocean he roamed for years;
I was glad for having been the bravest kid who didn't fear ghosts!
Categories:
unfasten, courage, dark, england, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
In what a dazzling look she comes tonight
Cerulean sky laughing in her brook
Obsidian orbs in eyes to ignite
A crimson lust for every longing nook
In charcoal ash of roses on the floor
He stares how she makes them blossom again
In smoke of love birds go wild as they soar
As he strokes her smooth skin like porcelain
Her pearls and sable as they unfasten
A drink of absinthe he holds up to her
Ivory mist invites horses that stun
A surreal quenching of wild hunger
As the night train north and southward they meet
The tulips of snow blush in their heartbeat
October, 18, 2018
For the Poetry Contest: Midnight Romance Contest
Sponsored by: Dale Gregory Cozart
Categories:
unfasten, color, horse, love, lust,
Form:
Sonnet
As I stand by the kitchen window I must say
My chin against my chest spent from working all day
Warm wet soapsuds adhere to my hands as I pray
Washing the seasoned tableware, running away
Unfasten thoughts of daily drudgery workday
An incredible tranquil moment sets at bay
As I gaze out and see the caramel gateway
The sun’s glow starts to wane at a distance array
Warm honey caramel bathed yard melting a way
Freezing out my emotions from the day to day
Reality dream walking through a hue archway
A fond moment stolen in time beside me lay
1/15/2017
Categories:
unfasten, dream, work,
Form:
Monorhyme
Butterflies and her lips
unfasten rare harmonies.
Joy in the music.
© Jack Jordan 2013
Categories:
unfasten, music, song,
Form:
Haiku
unpick the stitches
unravel the elements
unfasten rewind
Categories:
unfasten, memory,
Form:
Haiku
"W,w,w,why are the two of you doing this
to me". "Because it's fun Timothy and
people like you make me sick". Walking
over to Linda, Rusty took the scalpel out of
Linda's hand and cut Timothy's throat.
Seeing Rusty take another man's life
made Linda horny all over again. "You have
to find the next victim" Linda said as she
turned towards her husband. "I've already
got one picked out. She's a pill popping
junkie whore". Getting down on her knees
Linda unfasten Rusty's pants. She pulled
out his hard dick and placed it in her
mouth. She sucked and sucked for what
felt like an hour. Filling her mouth with
semen she happily swallowed the huge
load. "C'mon it's time to get rid of the
body" Rusty could hardly get the words
out of his mouth as he just finished an
*******. "Linda baby go get the
chainsaw. We have to get rid of the body"
Rusty began to unshackle Timothy's
lifeless body. Walking back into the
darkness behind Timothy Linda brought
back the chainsaw. Timothy's body hit
the floor making a loud thud. Rusty
cranked up the chainsaw and dismantled
Timothy's body. Linda ran up stairs and
brought large black trash bags back down
to Rusty. "I'll go get rid of these body
parts. You stay here and clean up". "Ok"
replied Linda. Rusty went and put the
black trash bags with Timothy's remains
onto the back of his
black 1990 Ram truck. Rusty drove
throughout the city of Green Haven and
dumped Timothy's body parts in
dumpsters on the north side, east side,
west side, and south side of Green Haven.
Returning home the smell of bleach, Pine
Sol, and other cleaning products greeted
him at the door. "Linda I'm back". "Come
down to the basement Rusty. Well this
was the best Sunday I ever had".
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The
Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet
Categories:
unfasten, dark,
Form:
Narrative
"Listen my children and you shall hear"
Of a laughable experience happened this year
Dressed and ready everything near
Load arms, walk out door without fear
Put all parcels in back seat of car
Glance around see left front door ajar
Slam car door try to move but skirt caught
Keys locked in car_there's front door afar
Thinking swiftly what will really work
Keys in car_front door ajar_trapped
Look around not a soul to laugh with smirk
Unfasten my skirt_dash for the door like one snapped
Only in my sheer underwear and shirt
Praying please, "Ghost of the wind don't move_
And touch that door gently blowing it closed"
Running like the wind just made it my friend...
(This did not happen to me..
I was reading about someone
who this happened to so I can
not take credit for the idea..)
(First line is a quote from "Midnight
Ride Of Paul Revere"...
Categories:
unfasten, funny
Form:
Rhyme
Whispers handsome infinity
Time stands still in the vicinity
Mountains that I love to see
Clouds hug them with impish glee
I am fortunate in my tent at Wang Di
On the top are my birds of pinkish hue
They slip out at my tempted palm
Mountains teach me how to sit and stare
Not to touch and instead satiate my gaze
At the play of lucky dreams on the cloud-hugged peaks
Wind blows into the rhododendrons
I want to rush inside the hug of clouds and flowers
Mountains teach me a lesson of not to hasten
Instead unfasten knots of beauty feelingly
I smile and say, it’s indeed very lovely
Wishing to smell the valley I step ahead
I’m about to lay my cheek on the velvet of the slopes
Mountains ask me not to get so tightly close
Instead inhale the aroma arising from the body
I envy the lambs that graze there to their heart’s content
Were I a lamb free to taste the valley and hill
But then the touch of timelessness would have been missing perhaps
Two dimples come out charmingly as the mountains say so
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July 9, 2016
Categories:
unfasten, beauty, bird, flower, jealousy,
Form:
Free verse
i light no lamp
i go by ache
and touch
the song of your hunger
guides me
to your humid nest my hands
curl under your arms and lift
it's instinct this gift
i give you at night
i know you
differently
smell you when i can't see you
buttons to unfasten
half asleep
it's hard to work my fingers
and juggle you
but soon i fold you
in the crook of my arm
these pouches of stone
four hours without you
look what it does
you seek me
blindly rooting for the source
i croon
it is there
i melt and gush
you choke break cough
too much
too fast
gurgling to your belly
milk splatters your face and fuzzy scalp
milk sweet and warm such
plenty to grow on
i nuzzle your head
and rock the chair
slip my hand
under your gown
to fondle
your miniature toes
little peach little plum
i cannot imagine you
grown
Categories:
unfasten, birth, caregiving, celebration, love,
Form:
Free verse
Double-edged
Maybe, I should
dig faster now,
but my hands
are already numb,
and this gasping
lamp shows to
be troublesome.
The undecided
sweat on my face
comes to a halt,
as a light, daunting
and blatantly
obvious unfasten
my camouflage
amongst the shadows.
The paleness of
the moon tricks me,
and quenches the
flicker of a faithful’s
vigilance.To witness
the treachery of the
deepening shade
like a deadly snare
for a fallen
prey.
Categories:
unfasten, conflict,
Form:
Free verse