Untether Poems | Examples

Dreams

Eat enough of the ocean.
And no one can haunt you.
Follow the seashells.
As if they are keys to the ice cream shop?

Sleep enough on your own time.
And the skills you kept will untether.
Organic movements.
Sailing and flowers spring up.

Cracked bottom of the boat.
Nothing gets through.
Unless it’s not a dream.
So be dreamy.

So be dreamless.
Empty of sleep.
Seeping through.
Everything.

Sleeping through it all.
Even the wind.
That’s all it is.
Howling storms.

Shush.
Never regret sleeping in.

A Psychedelic Journey

With my eyes half closed I looked in the mirror to see
that worry and anxiety have painted a psychedelic me.
My face is contorted, and I seem to be quite unraveled,
reflected in colors showing where my mind has traveled.

It appears I've become distorted, in a state of psychosis.
"Your behavior is bizarre." That was a doctor's diagnosis.
I feel like an abstract work of art on a canvas torn apart
as if hallucinogens have found their way into my heart.

I fear I've fallen into an abyss of weird mental perceptions
where my mind sees things that are merely misconceptions.
I need saving from this state in which everything is surreal.
Twisted and delusional are not emotions I choose to feel.

I've lost my patience while waiting for this journey to end.
Help is what I need to untether me. Is there one kind friend
among you who will help me find a way out?  Just one fellow
who will set my world aright until once again I am mellow?

Serial Keeler

Foreboding of a tempestuous storm, 
it blackens as it draws near, 
a cumulonimbus in towering form, 
extending to the troposphere, 

So cast off mooring and slacken the line, 
break free while there's still time, 
'cause I'll pull you under if you don't let go, 

Save yourself and abandon ship, 
I'll take on water and sink too quick, 
in gales of winds the swells arise, 
these waves will break and so will I, 

Roars of thunder and screeching wind, 
sheets of lightning and pelting rains, 
walls of waves will batter within,
until our stability wanes,

So cast off mooring and slacken the line, 
untether your heart from mine, 
'cause I'll drown us both if you don't let go,

Save yourself and abandon ship,
I'm taking on water and sinking quick, 
in gales of winds the swells arise, 
these waves are breaking and so am I

Ever Onward

 Ever Onward Into the Light and Beyond
 Ever-Rising, The Ethereal Psalm
 where Fire and Stars within Collide
 a Paradise of Wisdom, a Flower Of Life
 Ever-Inward Into realms Untouched
 where the Souls Ablaze, In This I Trust
 Ever-Propelled by the Solar Thrust
 I Wind Drift like Stardust,
 To Infinity I Must
 The Everlasting Golden Pulse,
 Ever-Upward The Spirits Cypher
 Ever-Enduring, Ever-Righteous
 Ever-Triumphant, Ever-Valiant
 Forever I Untether Entrapments,
 Soul Aura Gleaming On Galactic
 Ever Press Forth by The Masters

Tethered

I’m tethered to work
And weathered by chores’
And follow a measured
Run-of-the-mill course.

I’m tethered, not feathered
And no longer fly,
I’ve ignored my wings
And do not know why.

Flying was certain
When flying was free;
When trying and flying
Were the best part of me.

I flew through the world
Or was it a dream,
Feathered and untethered
Was life what it seemed?

Or was it quite the same
Though a bit less fettered,
Was the trying, flying
Just tools to get better?

Yet maybe the knowing
Strengthens our wings,
So untether forever
To let your heart sing!

Walking Alone

to exhume identity
that soul may be free
requires silence to untether
fickle heart from our mind tree

when heart murmurs be gentled
and no craving within remains
weary soul is freed at last
from ego’s gluey chains

thoughts may appear
as objects we do not own
they beseech our indulgence 
but our soul prefers to walk alone

our mind-body vessel has its need
so we tend to it from time to time
but for the most part we feed
soul with bliss beats chime

The Feather

A rage of weather is tethered to my ribs, 
            held by a soulful feather, silent as a dead foe. 
It will totter to tatters but 
always get better, but 
                        always gets wetter. 
It is a feather that irks the ribs, 
bothers the heart, lures the throat to a close, and 
      sucks damp air from between my fettered ears. 
            It is a feather that can never untether 
                        this rage in my head or
else it would burn, 
            burn, burn
      to a 
            crisp.

Veracious Rover

Hundred million K' away neighbour, Mars
     Hovers bolognese smeared brother, ice brick
     Fondness for possibles although bizarre
     Intoxicate screw loose hair brained psychic


     Frog skin glint silk soak, last page of atlas 
     Frigid rift in regolith terracotta
     Ancient alien sustaining chalice
     Embalms escargot creatures exotic  


     Savant submerged in claiming lake, limbs grey
     Gnawed on by hordes of sword fish ravenous
     Haunting waters, explorer credere 
     Stores files in his spongy tissue camera


     Angora cotton ball goats, horns antennas
     Munch dust, dull marbles watch earth untether




       
         Still the twentieth of October
            Extra terrestrial Thursday

Banished Or Freed

Untether my blood, for it is cruel. 

Sanity drips from my veins like gruel. 

As my web of failure becomes unthreaded. 

I feel I am unheaded. 

As delusions that are kind take hold. 

Not as strong as the electrodes, I am told.

As I find my desperation to escape vanishes. 

They set me outside with all the other banishes.

Trodden Paths Not In Vain

"Paint in silence”
“The Weight of Temp”
Colour your canvas and spill your Art
shake and awaken many a heart
Untether your soul
from your whole
escape mundane and time
and let your brush rhyme
Have Man radiate
pour oil colours on his trait
Carve his seized dreams
and his insight of flowing streams
Let me read his cry of birth
and see the drops of tears on earth
A valiant core, the shell is worn
could not be broken, though torn
You display a challenging stand
behind a back forced to bend
*****
Radiant and on the wane
Bliss and pain
Loss and gain
A Life to hail 
Trodden paths not in vain
Shall we complain?!
*****
Alienated and empty
but oozing out Faith and Beauty
Once hailing many a dawn
now only dusk to look on
Of resistance, endurance and devotion
bow in dignity to God’s laws of creation.


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Besma
August 6th, 2021

More Than a Feeling

Sometimes love just isn’t enough,
as destiny calls within

Orphaning passion, emotions untether,
lost to Cupid’s whim

Never requited, alone and denied,
the search begins anew

Feelings repackaged and searching for more
—to do what love can’t do 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2020)

The Good Dream

Granite hearted politicians
tossing our lives and minds
onto election year bonfires.
Flicking tongues- fanning blazes
veiling their throbbing lies
building dead end mazes. 

"Fixing" problems of their own making...
slinging toxins without solutions
masking our voices with concoctions.
Forcing us to breathe in beltway pollution...
We the citizens turned into treadmill jesters
juggling dirty masks and happy pills
one swamp is drained while the other one fills...

Maggots writhing over star-spangled meat
do we untether the talon of revolution
no time to fall silent and retreat.
Maybe it's a time for reflection and prayer
to turn yet another rosy cheek...
Where are the Gandhis in our time of need
Where are the mother Teresas to cool the burning seed
What happened to our brave and selfless King?

Lift us up from this pit of self-pity and greed,
steer us gently onto the straight and narrow path
back into the golden hearted dream...at last.

One Memory

The distance between
  now and forever

One memory to free
  —and untether

(Dallas Texas: January, 2018)

The Void of Flight

Into the depths of depression I sank,
To the dark bottom of that  bottomless pit,
In which problems abound and worries are heightened
Funny enough, this pit though not physical
Tells on my physical
'Tseems the force of gravity is increased upon me
My gait is slow
An my countenance an encyclopaedia of melancholy

Lost in my thoughts
And rolled deep in them
Suddenly an interrupting chirp assails my ears
Up I gaze into the skies
And then I beheld the solution to my problem -
Freedom like that of a bird

Out of that fateful encounter
Was born my desire
To untether myself from earth
And truly roam free,
Out of that fateful encounter
Was born my desire
To enter that void
In which my thoughts shall be annihilated
And the slate of mind shall be wiped clean
And made lighter than a feather,
And then shall I truly be free,
Free from earth and all its attendant worries

Even though wings I do not possess,
Wings I shall fashion for myself
Wings not as fallible like those of Icarus
I'd fashion myself more resilient wings
With which I shall liberate myself from earth
Then shall I soar free as I can ever be

03/12/2014

Exquisite Escape

E xquisite weather

S harp, clear day_emotions untether

C louds sparse_float lightly away

A ppealing desires to let's go_ forever stay
 
P lay over the hill very far_ let's stray

E thereal weather_blessed fall day

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