Best Untying Poems
When I used to dream
I used to dream about him
Fantasizing about how it happened and how it could have been
Demons, chasing Nightmares, Happiness on Poles
Tied into a loveknot and dangled in front of me
No matter how I ran, how far, how fast
It seemed to sweetly Escape
Just when he was in my grasp
I tried it all
New haircuts
New styles
New boys
Sexy sexy skirts
With new pairs of heels
Filling holes with things that
Really don’t mean anything
Except to say
I’m doing just fine without you
Days go by,
Months slip away
Years appear on doorsteps like unwanted infantile
Infatuations
I beat my self up for loving
the way
He moved
Spoke, touched
Laughed, ached, cried
He could
Heal the burns on my fiery soul
He could handle
Dangerous curves
On roadways unknown
My first love
Today I no longer linger
On whispers in photographs
Or chain ball letters
I don’t chase after white sports cars
Or sink when I hear his name
I see him sometimes and I feel his stare
Sting me on the places it hits
I’m with my own
And his with his other
But just to let him know
It’s okay
I smile
and let go
Unraveling
This cord
of discord
Love is forever
No matter the occasion
I forgive, i forget
and let him live
Without me
I appreciate
His gift, wrapped with
detachment
For the benefit, of each other
He showed me with open eyes
That I did not need a man
For me
To love
Me
He gave
A bittersweet
Indescribable
Emotion. The Gift
Of Poetry.
Thank you…
I’m looking for the world,
But the world isn't looking for me.
I thought I had the answers, sitting by a tree.
Like Newton did when the apple came suddenly.
Everything to me is just a big meloncholy.
I wish I could make myself feel something else.
But instead I just feel like ice that will melt.
Nothing in my life makes any sense what so ever.
I go about life as if I were actually clever.
Nobody cares to listen, whatever.
My words are pointless, and you never cared for better.
I have created a trap in my conscious, stitched like leather.
It's permanent and I feel like I can't change my stormy weather.
I have learned to deal with the reality that was given.
But I refuse to let go of my story, how unfitting.
I am not surprised that I am failing so miserably.
I almost had it all, yes, almost in synchrony.
One piece at a time, like parts of a Christmas tree.
Decorating my life, ever so slowly.
As I see myself in the mirror, so lonely.
I put on a smile and say "forget you, Jeromy."
I was given every opportunity to advance.
But God didn't save me so the Devil took his chance.
And won.
let's untie
all grips
that tie us back
we are so fragile
as our dreams...
let's free the heart, so that
let's not live hostages
of our weaknesses anymore
and thus
be free,
to love again!
If you untie my heart
can I unravel lost in your arms
If you try to know me
can I become who you want me to be
Maybe I am a little complicated
for a world that wants simple and fast
Maybe I could be persuaded
for a night that begins with your kiss
Why do you love me
I'm not a real prize
Why do you untie me
I'm going to run away and fly
I'm grounded for reasons
I want nobody to know
I'm bounded by memory
I can't let go, chains of doubt, chains of doubt
Untying my heart, untying my soul
Your love builds me up
Your kindness isn't pity
You hold me, you hold me
Hold on, hold strong
I don't deserve your love
I don't deserve sweet you
Untying my fears, releasing my love
Freeing me to be captured by sweet you
The Poetry of time
its present sublime
Each moment by degree
untethered reminds
The Poetry of time
forever refined
Rebirthing the constant
—our essence defined
(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)
Speaking from experience
as not one to falter
at the altar
its no illusion
why I came to this
wedded bliss conclusion
the institution of marriage
is one I won't disparage
for better or worse
wedlock is the bedrock
of civilisation
and of course
the only
reason for divorce