"unrestraint" poems
Maybe if I unsheathed the buttons so lovingly,
slipped them from their beds like children doting under the breath of my fingers,
I could be free
unwrap these tendril sleeves
unknot and untie like braided shoe laces
child smile booming on my lips
maybe I could slither out and under this jacket of rigid strait edge,
maybe I could lick the clouds with my unclaimed hands
bathe in unrestraint,
Tug upon the chains of God’s grace
Burn these walls
and cut down the servants of white gowns and latex gloves
those thieves and miscreants,
Demons of pill born needles,
Strip down my skin and carcass
relinquish all of human trait
to bore over them as the demon they boldly create,
the ********* of razor bladed teeth,
Leather based restraint,
They so dutifully attempt to restrain me,
I’ll finger paint with their brain splatter,
just unstitch this jacket,
rouse the children from their sleeping,
unbutton them so verily gently,
Please mother unbind my wings,
coddle my wound,
Mother dearest might I finally go to you
Oct 4, 2011
Oct 4, 2011 at 12:07 AM UTC
Fire
dance
with unrestraint
happy to consume
all space that surrounds you
and to
captivate and capture
equal and other elements
you are
passion
unhinged
by beauty
you are
hungry, and chasing
yet
content to
flutter
in innocence and ferocity
right where you stand
Feb 17, 2013
Feb 17, 2013 at 2:06 AM UTC
Key-stone of conformity stays with the banal and
trite persuasion,
thinks only in formal straight lines.
Break with staid
and taut peels back from mind, lets in unrestraint
and stretches credulity.
Breach convention and back-to-front insight will
violate orthodox,
peer squint-eyed with curiosity and
welcome poetic muse that infuses and revitalizes
customary thought.
Sail out of the usual in oddity's sea , Sphyx-like
greet life less ordinary.
Leave safe-shore solidity, take a sound
lateral look
with mind-set's original back-sidedness and feel
feet leaving the ground.
Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC
I want to bask in her ambience atmosphere,
For her to clasp me to her shoes
I seeketh her flagon of many unknowns,
For me to be her color of Bella rouge!!!
I want to dig mine self to her film
A voluptuous mauve of awe,
To post ourn pictures above the kiln
As ourn unrestraint bounces the walls!!!!!!
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
I used to chase needles without thread
Perhaps lace, laced strongly and surely
No doilies for spoiling souls
My mouth an overflowing ashtray
Arms a fracking site deeply polluted
But today I had a taste of freedom
Not full liberation
But unrestraint in the chill of the night air
Immunity in the damp grass
Elbowroom in the dimmed night sky
My brains puppeteer must have taken lunch
Now that I’m not being dragged and pulled
In every which way at full strength
I hope he never comes back
This limpness leaves behind my limitations.
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 8:19 PM UTC