Ten gentle reminders for a fragile numbskull:
1. I have permission to be asinine, unconstrained. Meaning, impractical, fantasy-driven, shameless.
2. I will wile away time and be carefree, I will lick my wounds and self-indulge. I will be hard to watch.
3. There will be chaos on my plate and in my guts, and I will not do the laundry or clean the toilet.
4. Hair will be disheveled, both my face and dress pockmarked, there will be no cologne or makeup.
5. I will not read or write, I will not learn or grow. I will splash in the shallow waters of a small puddle.
6. Payments, made on time, to keep the dopamine and serotonin flowing as my heart still beats.
7. Breaking schedules, contracts, and engagements I don't like or change my mind about bc y not.
8. I make things work sometimes because I was a gifted child but it didn't work out. Bad luck.
9. I am better off than I should be given all that's happened, but it doesn't matter. Mad luck.
10. What’s the point? None, so nothing is in vain. See #1 for reference and reminder, you fragile numbskull.
a beautiful cool day enthralling,
flakes gliding, hovering, iridescent,
joyfully kissing lovely magical nature,
outdoors painted, quivering, ragged,
snowy trees unconstrained, vigorous with
Xmas yearning . . . zeal
I dreamed a bird-of paradise arose one starry night.
Beautifully plumed, it floated in mystical moon-light.
I drifted along with it, as delicate as fine lace,
extraordinarily content, unconstrained and graceful.
I am a child with no respect for fear,
so light and unconstrained and never bleak.
I daily play hide and seek with you, dear.
You always crave me, but you never seek.
Open your eyes; you'll find me very near.
Easing the panties down off of a cutie
Provides a good view of her natural beauty
With delicate fabric then out of the way
That play field's clear for that most special play
A stroke and a lick, a tickle and kiss
Will start her along on the way to much bliss
Then she'll look with favor on all of your moves
To head towards getting right into the groove
Unconstrained access to goodies a-plenty
Makes hope spring right up for permissible entry!
I love to give you presents
Let me buy you things
I know your taste in clothing
Necklaces and rings
Nothing too expensive
That's for another time
Right now just little keepsakes
And lots and lots of rhymes
Don't look for any knockoffs
Just tell me what you want
I love to give you presents
You're not the type to vaunt
You have an innate beauty
You're gorgeous on your own
You're natural and candid
But when you dress full blown
You take my breath away from me
You're incredible to observe
Onstage a living dynamo
Contained but full of verve
I'd love to see you unconstrained
To watch you let it out
There's no one else who's quite like you
Of that I have noooo doubt
In the dark sublime
You're the shooting star
Healing grim moments
Like receding glacier
Oh shooting star
You're hope to the stoic
Joy to the despondent
Lighting darkest nights
You're the warm fire
Burning hearts with desire
Shooting shivers in solar systems
Leaving goosebumps in many galaxies
Your fascinations shoot arrows
Straight through hearts
With unconstrained desire
After your beautiful constellation
Oh shooting star
You long to be savored
But only for a moment
You yearn to be devoured
But only by the lucky ones
When you shoot high in the sky
You shift my attention from the stars
Whenever I see you
I make a wish!
CHRONICLR
a romantic
advance
insisted
.discerned
catalogued
unstated
an elegant
treatise
formal
& artificial
intricately
disposed
in
a natural
circumstance
partial
& uncertain
smooth
uniform
& unconstrained
Free to be, free to go
Free to live, free to grow
Free to love, free to learn
Free to yearn, free to earn
Free as a bird, soaring high
In the sky, no boundaries in sight
Unconstrained by the rules of man
Flying on the wings, of the bird
All is well said
To be free is a wondrous thing
To explore the world without a fear
To find joy in the little things
To take a chance, for freedom is near and I feel it here
To be free is to be alive
To live life the way we choose
To find the courage to survive
And to never be bound by any rules which prevent us to strive for a better life
Free to be, free to go
Free to live, free to grow
Free to love, free to learn
Free to yearn, free to earn
pleasure
in
an overflow of feeling
vistas glimpsed
in elements&symbols
dramatic dreams
made real
by
discerning
eyes
natural beauty
sudden
& shaped
from eye to brush
unconstrained picturesque
in sublime raptures
particular places
poetical portraits
with pleasing effects
romantic feelings
beyond
the everyday
Kindred spirits connecting thoughts, meeting in the dark
Counterbalanced personalities
Soulmates telepathically need not to remark
Unconstrained by mere localities
What's I think may just be there for real
Someday I may find out
But in the meantime I do sense
It's there, without a doubt
Dreams
Like paper airplanes floating on the breeze
forever drifting gently to and fro
and guided freely with the greatest ease
whichever way the wistful winds may blow,
our deepest dreams will take us where they please.
Just gliding through the clouds on gossamer wings
and softly floating ‘cross the moonlit sky
like paper airplanes unconstrained by strings,
nocturnal dreams just gently float on high
and bring us visions filled with magic things.
And in the morning as we raise our head
and clear the clouds out of our sleepy eyes,
we will recall the dreams our conscience fed
like paper airplane’s journey of surprise
across the nighttime skies where we were led.
September 1, 2022
I do not hold myself to time trumpets,
no list of things to do schedule for me;
but I follow my own true north compass,
I am unconstrained and unrestrained free !
Facing each new day with rapture and glee,
perhaps you think my life a mishmash mess;
but I embrace life in each free will breath,
filling days with joie de vivre bliss.
My words written on white are God caressed;
joy- chaos of the pen and the abyss !
Because of no restrictions I have peace,
I am not enslaved to a list of things;
letting go of "must" and "need" a release,
and each dawn a new beginning it brings !
And my spirit, mind, heart and soul has wings,
you may think my life a muddle jumble;
that cannot endure and will soon crumble.
but truth, I never know what will sparkle !
Enjoying each "in the moment" tumble;
for in time- I will be engraved marble !
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November 4, 2021
Poetry/Dizainx2/Unconstrained and Unrestrained
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1403-576-04
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, Agendaless Exuberance
sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 11/27/2021
First Place
And That Was When...
1.
Those days were worlds unto themselves;
Days Forever,
The night Eternity
When the truth that makes liars of us all,
The knowledge of the Thing That Awaits Us All,
Had not yet tainted us.
You could
From moment to moment
Be anything, anyone you wanted
Minds unconstrained
We wandered freely, evolved on our own
Through all the uncounted hours
2.
Sunrise to sunset,
All a constant flow
All things aglow
With potential,
Nothing impossible, nothing implausible.
This was the time you faintly remember
Through the falling torrent of later years.
Those years bury memories
Until you call them back
In the simplicity
Of age.
The dawning of life, the era of magic
The crucible that mixes the elements
Of what we are to be,
Fires and forms the shape that is to come
The sculpture awaiting within the stone we chip
To reveal our true selves
To ourselves.
One Day Soon
One day soon when we’re covid free
there'll be fun for both you and me
Able to hug someone again
as we did in those bygone days.
Oh the joy when freedom has come
to kiss the cheek of anyone
With no distancing any more
or hiding behind a closed door.
Off the leash we'll happily be
meeting our friends and family
Good company and jollity
with those we love adorably.
Music again at live events
with campers sleeping in their tents
Sunbathers on a sandy beach
won't it be simply loverly.
Once more to weddings we may trot
to watch sweethearts tying the knot
Then dancing the whole night away
till the morrow greets the new day.
Hi-ho Hi-ho off we shall go
with our unconstrained hearts aglow
Vaccinated, all in safety
waving covid goodbye bravely.
18th June 2021
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