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Untethered

I am not whole,
but I am here-
barefoot on the edge of mourning,
where no echo dares speak back.

My mind
is a locked room
with the windows flung open.
Grief dances in like a breeze-
pretending to be gentle.

No one sees
the way my thoughts scatter
like ash in water,
each memory refusing to drown.

Sometimes,
I want to be the sky-
unreachable,
but always holding something back.

But most days,
I am just the Earth,
cracked,
waiting for rain that does not come.

I have tried
to anchor myself
in people, in places,
in the rhythm of the days that pretend
to hold me-
but every warmth
slips through my grasp.
like smoke through trembling hands.

I am still
Untethered.

Untethered

Salt tears drip from leaves, 
to land on tea-colored pages.
Hopes and dreams, 
written in the ink of history,
slowly blur and drip 
into the underworld of the
abandoned and long forgotten.

Salt waters of the ocean
and tumbling waves turn 
stones and pebbles to sand,
erasing familiar shapes
and throwing up barriers
to once precious memories.

Dimming eyes look out on
unfamiliar landscapes of a mind
inching inexorably into
a vast emptiness that steals 
learned behaviors, abilities,
and the past, leaving nothing.

The empty eyes wander
but do not understand, for
the spirit that occupied this frame
has broken earthly chains.
It now soars free, no longer captive
to expectations and this mortal life.

Untethered Bliss

When everything in your world 
is beautifully colored
you float on a cloud of bliss

limbs float untethered
shine like wings, you dance
swirling, swaying, swishing hips 

spread your wings  
fly, arms folded
to embrace

breathe deeply
store joy for rainy days

the light offered by life
and the shroud of darkness
offered by night

singing up to the rainbow sky
eyes twinkling with a weekend getaway.

2nd Place contest winner

Written: October 21, 2022

A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand

Untethered

As the space we share together-

Becomes untethered. 

I shall take the scars of kindness with me. 

Even as my blood goes missing. 

And all that will be left are my clanking bones. 

Which I will use to drum up a song that is like clouds turned to stone. 

I shall smile as I wait for the loss.

While I am waiting for the stars to tell me that complete is the cost. 

I shall allow myself to continue with my tears. 

Your lack of presence is no longer one of my fears. 

It is me that is banished. 

And it is you that has vanished. 

I will not perish with you by my side. 

But together we will share the last glimmering of hope’s tide!

Inextricably Untethered

I've struck a snag after a long develops steps.
To a recent attitude over alliance depth,
I investigate this frightening atmosphere.
On top, winning expresses me insecure.

 Because of my hearty assurance, I'm here today.
Divine grace has favored us for countless days.
I'm ailing back running with my unique mindset.
God, the Divine, contrives a chart for us, don't fret.

I can't travel to this area alone or by potent force.
It's all mercury; there's subtly nothing else sparse.
I'm defenseless to impact or succumb to anybody.
Every day, there is solely a requisite mission boldly.

But I'm evenly a pebble and embody no braw feeling.
Conception utterly lingers the power of God's crafting.
Despite our slightness, shapes harbor an awful misgiving.
In our style-driven culture, inner self-fosters are laying.

The fence of affection grows stouter as unfolding.
The Lord has appropriately arranged everything.
We are more poised than we reckon and form sound.
A wall that set us free, not the myriad way around.


Written: December 19, 2021

Untethered From Time

Falling raindrops weather rocks
untethered from time and clocks.
Fueling a thirsty Earth,
water stimulates rebirth.
Vapors condense in the sky
and in the blink of an eye,
falling raindrops, weather rocks.

Untethered Threads

Like a thistle seed
at the mercy
of the wind;
I cling to tufts of
untethered threads.
I've no roots,
no destination,
no destiny and
no ambitions.
Like a snowflake
in a flurry:
I'm both unique,
and commonplace;
as I drift through life.
But you are like
a fledged dove,
riding the wind
on wings of hope;
in complete control.
You're my breath, my soul,
my everything.
You are the breeze
that carries
me aloft:
teaching me to fly
like the birds and
feel one with the wind.

Untethered

Untethered to this earth, I am a bird.
I’m winging and I’m singing in the sky.
How glorious this feels, but I’m not heard!
I wish for all to know my joy. I fly
back to the nest upon the blossomed tree,
where blissfully I let my voice resound.
There are so many things that I could be!
By merely thinking it, I now am found
in water, and a dolphin I’ve become!
With glee, I’m moving free. Bright flashes are
sea creatures drifting past me. I succumb
to pure enchantment. Then I see a star!
Out from the sea in my OWN skin I lift
as up… up…. toward night’s first bright star I drift.

Feb. 23, 2021 -
 NA for Imagine A Freedom Beyond Imagination Contest Judged 2/25/21
For the Na Poem From A February 2021 Judged Contest - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France

Untethered Desires

If wishes could quench my thirst for you
  I would be eternally drunk on requests.
My hunger well-sated by ardent feasting 
  upon a banquet of untethered desires.




11/30/20 ~ Liberum Divisa 3
     Sponsor: Greg Barden
Original poem: 'When your Eyes Meet Mine'

Time Untethered

My verse begins
  where logic ends

Escape its mission
  new light to bend

The easy answer
  the convenient close

Now left to others
  by others chose

Each phrase a path
  that leads inside

Beyond where dogma
  schemed and lied

A light there shines
  unto itself

By grace of nothing
  above all else

The music starts
  once halfway in

To cleanse your mind
  of lies and whim

Words join each note
  to dance in song

All time untethered
  —from right or wrong

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

Tv's Come Untethered

Sports, Sports, Sports
   Weather, Weather, Weather
News, News, News
   TV's come untethered

Business, Business, Business
   Politics left and right
From dawn to dusk, and onto evening
   And far into the night

Pundits, Experts, Talking Heads
   Some quite lively, some quite dead
Studio audiences and callers-in 
   Vying to be heard above the din

Hundreds of channels, options galore
   Comedies, movies, talk shows and more
For the serious viewer, watch a docu-drama   
   Decked out in bathrobe, slippers, and pajamas

Is all this really better than the 'good old days'
   When there were only four channels, only four ways
To while away the time, potato chips and couch
   ~ The fare then far superior, I'll bet you'd avouch

Untethered

The clock shattered in smithereens
but I hold on to the time;
time brought me to you
it would forever bond us
Time broke me away from the prison of my false thoughts
and here I remain UNtethered

Untethered

If I were a sailing ship with my mast set most high, I would let the wind guide my way and steer it not would I. My destination it would determine, and I'd ne'er regret the waves or the changing of the sea, for where my journey takes me, then that is where I'll be.

Untethered And Rare

A blessing of narwhals swims Arctic seas
with unicorn horns held high in the air;
having never seen a forest of trees.

Navigating waters that quickly freeze,
serenely aloof, untethered, and rare;
a blessing of narwhals swims Arctic seas.

Swimming through frozen seas, quick as you please;
they are the undisputed masters there,
having never seen a forest of trees.

Naturally nimble, they glide and squeeze
through cracks in the pack-ice without much care;
a blessing of narwhals swims Arctic seas.

Riding invisible currents with ease,
they jostle and spar each other with flair;
having never seen a forest of trees.

They seem to fly as if on a trapeze;
awed by their beauty; I can only stare.
A blessing of narwhals swims Arctic seas;
having never seen a forest of trees.

Untethered

limitless  
endless rounds repeating
banquet of unmeasured sustenance  

liquid light  
released into coolness  
assuaging my soul's brown thirstiness 

eyes open  
unguarded, unafraid  
sinking in spangled star reflections 

color arc
rushing joyful cascade  
letting go, untethered forever 


October 26, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson

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