"uninhibitedly" poems
My sexuality isn't something you get to determine.
Nor something you get to judge me for.
Nor something you get to passive-aggressively hate on.
My sexuality is, however, something wonderful.
It is fluid.
It is something I am discovering uninhibitedly.
*There is no need to define it.*
Plus, trying to define it is what has caused
me untold anguish in the past anyway.
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
when you start
feeling as if
just being you
is not enough ,..
when you see
the sunlight slipping away
sliding into the ocean
and the outbound tide
is pulling strong ,..
gravity throbs downward ―
you see it's weight groan
pacing in lonely eyes,
you feel it's burden
bear down on
a wayfaring stranger
wandering away alone ,..
wondering what went wrong
stalled by a riverside
frozen in time ;
walking on slippery rocks
and fallen stars,
searching for peace
along the meandering shoreline
the waterfall surrenders
a river's silent lament ;
the storm gales' surge stirs
the urge for moving on
a heart broken knows
how fickle tides change
which way the wind blows ,..
which way the rain
comes falling down ―
watershed moments
undulating
serpentine rivers,
unbridled terrain waters
veritably cascading beyond
blurred latitudes,
uninhibitedly drifting
in shapeless symmetry ―
a deep ocean rises
with the calling tide's
murmur,
the shorebirds linger ;
hole up with the peace
of the unsullied sands
at the sea stained
tide-mark ―
barnacles cling
to the pulse
of the tidal sway
where starfish hold on to
slippery rocks ,..
being enough
to while away
just a little bit longer ―
to simply let it all be
and wholly wash out
in the water
waiting for the tide change,
to swallow whole
the rivers stagnant flow,
immersing
the stars in swirling silence ―
in the unrestrained
rhythm and the sea ...
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 11:01 AM UTC
I was wayworn,
The fiber, bone, and marrow of my entity pined
To be quenched, to be drenched
In the ardent streams of
Esprit d’ amour
(All we need is love).
The crossroads I’d encountered
Brought my vagrant soul to this place
Every onerous weight
Was worth it, I’ve ascended;
But,
Where does etherealization lead?
Someday, I will effloresce,
Bloom in reminiscence
From seeds of grace,
Aromatic petals of heartsease;
O, within the fertile soil of fidelity, I will fully fathom
The perfume of Life’s Tapestry.
A martyred past can be tortuous;
Yes, salvation can seem scant, and our future dubious;
But, transcendence is harmonious
With believing, an
Adamantine heart, and
A luminous soul.
Therefore, open your symphonic heart,
Let the reverberations roam freely, uninhibitedly,
Like a harmony, your thoughts and consciousness will overlap,
All will flow through you abundantly.
Clairvoyant Bravebird unfurl thy wings
You sacral, divine, susurrant song-weaving dream.
(Se’ lah)
Apr 7, 2021
Apr 7, 2021 at 3:55 AM UTC
You sang me John Mayer in my ear
Eyes half-closed from drunken drowsiness
And happiness
I teetered and tottered, young next to you
A little rambunctious and uninhibitedly grinning
Into your pupils, black holes swimming in blue
It was not electric or chemical or explosive
It was unpredictable but apparent
It was real and it was raw and it was sweet
Your whispers linger in my heart still
The tender caress of your hand
Urgency and gentleness
I chose to leave
It was my decision
I understand this
And I know I a built a wall, claimed the title of introvert
But you know as well as I do
It meant something
One day you'll be famous and you'll have everything
You ever dreamed of, exactly like you planned
Your hopes, your ambitions, the one
And I will too, though I waver on that belief right now
I'll be wonderful too
And in the back of my mind, I imagine you will still remember the sweetness
May 29, 2012
May 29, 2012 at 11:46 PM UTC
We know this particular neck of the woods well.
To know her is to love her,
Over and over again.
The nexus between us has a motive
All its own: strike the firing pin.
Then spin~spin~spin.
I see stars that uninhibitedly glow.
Heaven has opened
Up her waiting arms.
Who said,
"All that glitters is not gold?"
Was it not a desperate wistful streetcar?
Heyday!
We're bathed in a bridal veil of angel light:
The crowning nimbus.
*** is a knotty business: it binds.
Given enough rope, we
Hang from the rafters.
Come fruition come!
Ah, this sleep is sweet
On those morning afters.
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 4:50 PM UTC
perhaps
if i made myself
scarce, scared
sacred--
i'll become
wanted
uninhibitedly.
i already am.
a look of entendre at
intelligence,
perhaps deeper than
my own [but mountains
are enormous]-
those giant eyes
i only wish were on me
always but only with
love always
a look of anger, admittedly,
but only for a second-
think i saw
you slow down as i focused
on the floor, your speech imposed-
my glance, again- of sadness,
now,
for he who i'm so scared
to love
gives me another tiny fright.
neither of us broke even
we both walked out with
pockets extracted from pants
validated parking,
painfully pounding out a new
way home.
our past, unchangeable.
mistakes are made.
i know i know I AM.
i AM- or at least i
feel like i am-
realizing when the ***
is too hot, when to
take my hand off,
when to use a ***
holder.
lately though i don't
feel like i can crack
an egg on your edge
let alone cook a meal
without you burning me.
a fan quickly sweeping
the trapped air of
breakfast nook, spite &
malice. reduced to what
holds my interest,
that which i am guilted
for most.
a hand held is a hand held
not held to a handheld
- a hand that won't let go
but its hard to love
when- almost to the
point of thinking- you're
looking up to what's looking
down at you.
Feb 13, 2010
Feb 13, 2010 at 5:55 AM UTC
Sun-drenched in a smile between the dark hours of nine to four.
I'm caffeinated by his loquacious charm,
Easily awake for more.
We are uninhibitedly excited and tangibly so.
I am pacified listening to him loving to speak -
His passion is potion for my perpetual anxiety.
We kiss serendipitously the same.
Sloppily making an important point,
Intentions intensely plain.
(Written January 2011)
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
The only thing
I've ever known
in my whole life
to be true
is that I'm
unequivocally
uninhibitedly
100%
in love with you.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC