Best Unties Poems
A body abandoned
needs to mourns its last breath in death
a heart cast aside
still aches to meet its last beat
and a free spirit yearns for a winged monarch moment
to fly in the spirit of freedom…
opportunity
flares a tongue
snaky and bittersweet.. a flicker
grows flames that twist passion’s kiss with kismet
a chance
to escape on a breath of air
an exhalation;
warm incense offered to vesper -
the wish of a scent to slip through the keyhole
above the hiss of heat
and gasps of air
rushing combustion to a roar
airy mystics spoke in the eerie smoke
w h i s p e r s
urge the purge of perishable pain
unclasping lonely-linger’s grasping fingers
soft-spun knit and purl unravels
as vintage yarn twined with sun and rain unties -
aging rays fail to stave Winter’s grays
and the ethereal thread of an earthly creation
releases its tendril
from the spinning wheel’s weave of circular seasons
from seed to harvest and warmth to chill
vestiges of sisterly hands cup a ceded sigh
chrysalis celebrates destined to re-emerge a butterfly
terminal tremble of a twilight trill is hushed
vulnerability swaddled
cradled by clouds of silver and gold
a mortal’s surrender consummates upon the pyre -
cinders cleansed of tears and cries and vices
but never the dreamy intrinsic colors
of the opal’s unfurling blaze
she ascends
a flash of embers relieved of ash
taking fire to the skies with a tigress torch igniting
molten pools spooning the spine of the western shadow
heralding an awakened afterglow to the afterlife -
lamplight gilds mare’s tails hooking heavens
pathways adrift from the burning thurible
of a trinity on the cusp of rebirth...
incense rises upon a heated atmosphere
riding the riddle of the four winds
beyond realms of soil and salt - reason and logic
yonder the profound truth of the-not-humanly-known
seeing past reflections within mere margins of a mind’s mirror
accepting the enlightening throb of the enigmatic pulse of creation
becoming one with the ultimate mystery
the wish of a scent to slip through the keyhole
fulfilled with exchange of gifts -
the offering of her sunset shroud
for the white mantle of sunrise
In evening eyes an ember’s gleam I see
emotions ripple from your depths and spread
across your surface known to be glassy
are ripened waves of passion crashing red
Now crocus of your crave in bloom and flare
on bed of saffron petals - spice we seize
in festival of lust on my skin bare
a thousand tingles mingle pleasures tease
Your lips brush mine with strawberry caress
then kiss me deep your tongue unties my lace
I open up to you and your finesse
we toast with our champagne in love’s embrace
As ravishment reflects epiphany
amour I see through rosy tiffany
Susan Ashley
March 17, 2018
on melting snow
first cherry blossom
withers too soon
mum ties pink ribbons
to the white casket
Or
on melting snow
first cherry blossom
withers too soon
mum unties ribbons
from empty cot-bed
Inspired by Chris`tanka contest,not for the contest
I dedicate this poem to Thomas Cunningham,
who I admire for the tales he tells in poetry form.
MUTINY
I stands at the bow
Proud to lead
I get the first catch
and splash
Pretense while I breathe
as if our lips our sealed together
in this hallowed breeze
The skill of his hands
that masterfully guide
the ship to the seas
My intricate gown
he sees only in his dreams
as he feels the form
underneath
with his intrepid heart
His feet firmly planted
on deck,
this captain of mine,
steers the ship
He must think of the coins
the greed, the gold
under the nose
of his crew
They often smirk
and besmirch his name
under tobacco’d breath
and the stench
of a whore’s perfume
My hair is in disarray,
I dread his fate
under the hallowed moon
The thunder roars
from a shotgun
into the air it soars
In chains, he’s still in charge,
his thoughts for me alarmed
I’m pale and soaked,
the downpour mad
And so am I
My knees bend
My hands fold
My head bound
to see you through
You stand at the brawny depths
where the sirens roar,
where tremendous teeth
and hideous fins
nearly frighten you
I beg for your pardon,
plead for your soul
The head shark
leans in with stain’d fangs
mercilessly mocking,
tearing up the captain
with dead man tales
The compass spins
wildly as the traitor
vehemently describes
the fishbait before his eyes
The treasured bride
asks for a trade
her life for his
The sand sinks her knees
“No, no, Josephine!”
her sisters on her trail
“Take ours, us two,
save both of them!”
The Lord wipes his tears
and takes the dears
into his arms,
safe from the storm
The tables turn
as a sail
slices the air
rebuking the mutiny
and the crew they stare
as their daring
is circled and bit...
one arm, one leg,
one ear at a time
They’ve seen nothing like this
Then their eyes open
A light from the bow
They rub their eyes
but still they see the captain’s bride
She smiles like the crystal sea
She waves and disappears
The crew drops their gear,
unties the captain,
begs mercy,
unless they go down with the ship!
10/10/2020
Unmetered narrative
NOT A MORTAL LOVE
Ours is not a mortal love, one that fades or dies,
For I could spend infinity just looking in your eyes.
Ours is not a mortal love ripped apart by lies.
Forever in your arms, my dear, naked in my disguise.
Ours is not a mortal love like the ones betrayal hides
Committed to the truth, I swear, my honesty abides.
Ours is not a mortal love that anger savagely unties,
Peaceful is my warrior soul, my power to be wise.
Ours is not a mortal love unseen by human eyes,
For every loving moment is written in the skies.
Ours is not a mortal love, my heart belongs to you,
My body, soul and spirit, too, I gladly give to you.
Ours is not a mortal love withered on the vine
If ours is not a mortal love, it must surely be Divine.
Dec 31/16
A- You measured me by my appearance and preconceived perceptions wondering if I fit the mold of black stereotypes;
B- Your gaze holds a gesture of tired impatience and wonder of if I self-hate because my color of skin don’t fit the American way of life or the prototype of what you think im worth because I am a different shade when I stand next to you in the light so I couldn’t possibly suffice how am I a blueprint that came with my own set of trademarks and copyrights;
C- We broke chains of submission and no longer are we bound with shackles by our feet the hold now resonates in minds;
D- Screams from ancestors that were heard across plantations as they got whipped from behind as the hunger for us to bow down before you fed appetites; now you ask why we got our hands up in name of black lives
A- You measure me by my appearance and preconceived perceptions wondering if I fit the mold of black stereotypes;
B- Your gaze hold a gesture of tired impatience and wonder of if I come from a broken home and if my mother’s a single parent struggling to survive and if the government pays for my home in which she tried provide, if the men in my family were part of murders and homicides;
C- Segregated for years because the pigment of our skin showed the difference in which we hoped many would accept; as buses filled and we set in the back further proving that we probably shouldn’t expect to be respected unless we lowered ourselves for your acceptance;
D- As I look at you staring back at me you wonder if I would slight you push you to fear and make you grab your gun in safety because that’s what unties you with others like you I shouldn’t possibly cause a plight it’s what ignites you; all in which coincides from a stereotype
Written by Lesha Trachelle
a whiff of jasmine
as she unties her hair-
hint of rain
kash poet(kashinath karmakar)
http://www.dailyhaiku.org/haiku/2014-november-04
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When desires meet and emotions convulse
Fixation unties that inner impulse.
An American doublet
She unties the rope that bound her to shore
Anchors the mast and straddles the oar
Retreating to set adrift on the sea
Fighting the current of her lonely heart plea
Her brilliance and beauty I admire from shore
Desiring her sails with their wild allure
Saddened when she’s seen no more.
She searches for calm in the raging of storm
But can’t see the clearing when nothing’s the norm
She ponders a voyage so long ago craved
Stronger from the turbulent waters she braved
But once again she is lost at sea
Her lonely heart now pondering me
“What if it were meant to be”?
“What is it.. that I cannot see”?
The wind in her hair whispers “Be Free”
As she fixes her gaze on the stormy sea
avoiding the pain of her lonely heart plea.
When desires meet and emotions convulse
Fixation unties that inner impulse.
Clandestine Sinners
HE Rises against her TIDES
The perfume she wears
is bound to hypnotise
His insatiable desires
are well acquainted with
her thoughts
Uninhibitedly, he unties
all her knots
His soul coalesced with
her cinnamon skin
For two strangers were
ready to sin
Copyright @ 2016 by Redfiery
Oooo
Humming coming from my breast, do you purr because he rests?
Open headed on my skin, whispering: shall we toast more of these grins?
Washing ourselves with our own voices, reminiscing of our naughty choices
Is it simple to be quiet...but we sure enjoy our riots...
Listen to his fingers sit, one by one they sink their kiss
Our palms become tired of waiting; why should only finger be parading?
Vowing words within our eyes, hope one of us will never lie
Easy access our his lip, but I still play that he shall miss
Yearning never leaves, it grows; eyes keeps drinking, mouths stay sold
Oddly even, is our couple; four hands to carry, two lives to double
Unties my worry knots, as he cover me in a comfort of hopeful thoughts
Silently waiting for the night to begin
O what a pleasure it is to be with him
!
"Silence is a Poem"
Silence is a poem
she is music in me
a constant chattering conversation
she is my daily mantra
big love residing in my heart
wrapped as a gift;
the child in time
finds me waiting
in words she traces from my mind
I’ve written for her
A path,
she intrepidly follows
She unties the ribbons
Love is not blind
It is for her
my present
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
gvlm
18.9
https://youtu.be/5NPTFsCmxoc
Sarveshaam Svastir Bhavatu - Universal Prayer With Lyrics - Rajalakshmee Sanjay
dear dope
you come at me willfully
dripping deliciously from the
lips of (a) god (somewhere)
dear dope
ripping at tangles in my hair
you are a telescope of
persuasion (manifest
destiny) tokens that can be
tasted (but not touched)
dear dope
double dutch dialect
murmuring
the misused jumprope
sudden swift (sigh)
unties & slides oh
dear dope
Quote: Give life your best shot for desires appear and disappear
Love alone unties the Gordian knot
Now that we are here, let us do our very best
with what we have been given, God will do the rest;
Since we have been called to live a life of authenticity
we ought to shun duplicity and deceitful ways
in order to make way for the best version of ourselves.
When we do this we can accept most anything that God
sends our way. Sword in hand we fight the battles of life,
like an Arc-angel of old. No support team is needed
if you place your best efforts in the hands of the greatest
Alchemist there ever was...
Love alone unties the knots of life so knit yourself
to the belief that good things come to those who wait...
Sit by the River Jordan and be baptized into His palpable Love
Unloose the sandals of despair, step into hope and live.
Date: March 26, 2023
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