Unholy Tether

(Image by Sveco)

He was moored by this tether

This tether of duty

Infused with responsibility

But he wanted to be set free

He set about the task

With a collection on knives

Some alluring

Others, reassuring

Some beautiful

But still unsuitable

So, try as he might

She wouldn’t allow it

She kept the tether secured

And tight

He then tried a saw

But this was the last straw

She’d endured

To the last degree

With a flourish and a swipe

She brought out her own knife

And severed the tether

Setting him Free

The rope that now trailed

Easy bait for the fish

It coiled into a noose

But she had granted his wish

She had turned him

Loose

Vivian Zems

Mum, author and dentist is how I describe myself. I love creating pictures from words. Sometimes a painter, other times a weaver- words are my tool; trying to create something beautiful. When I was nine, my dad introduced me to audio books. I was hooked. With his guidance, I fell into a world where words became life simply by weaving them together. So here I am, living out my passion- reading and writing! Enjoy the ride with me 😁😁

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