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The boy who wasn’t picked

He sits in the back.
Not because he wants to—
but because he’s tired
of being picked last
when he dares to show up at all.

You don’t see him.
Not really.
He’s there, though—
in the bathroom stall during lunch,
because his gut’s staging a protest.
IBS, the silent screamer,
writhing beneath his ribs
like worms made of fire.

They say, “It’s probably just nerves.”
As if nerves

Categories: bisexual, depression, farewell, for teens,
Form: Free verse

Banned Book Club V

If our love is a sin, then heaven must be full of such tender and selfless sinning as ours— Radclyffe Hall

Explore themes of love and identity
Of Stephen Gordon’s innate sense of masculinity
Since a child, her desire,  ‘women’
The idea that if love is considered a sin 
The unfolding of a female sexual invert
The act of

Categories: bisexual, books,
Form: Rhyme

Rainbow

After All Is Said And Done, I'm a Rainbow;
A Persistent Rainbow That Is Visible In All Lighting Conditions;
Unique In Both Body & Soul From Everyone Else;
I Have a Soul Made Of Gold & a Soul Made Of Rainbow.

I've Always Felt Like An Alien With No Identity;
No Desire For Glory, & Only Wisdom Gained Through Suffering.

When

Categories: bisexual, age, america, appreciation, vanity,
Form: Ode

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Missing Him

As The Rising Sun, The Dawn Came In Softly & Slowly;
&
So Did My Suffering.

Maybe Unexplained Or Unexpected Feelings;
Which Have Been Ignored;
A Sudden Melancholy Skulking In The Silence;
Awaiting The Arrival Of This Day.

The Days Have Regrettably Passed Since We Parted Ways;
About 4 Years Ago, & I Now Wonder If There Was Anything I Could Have Done;
I

Categories: bisexual, angel, best friend, boyfriend,
Form: Free verse

I Am the Bisexual Stereotype That Lesbians Are Afraid of and Straight Men Get Off To

Tell me—
Did you fear the
Rumors?
About me, us, ilk?
Greedy and needy and yearning
For what you
Cannot give us!

I’m her—your
Worst fear
Given flesh.
Insatiable, hungry
Consumed with a need no
One can meet.

I mean it. No one. Biologically impossible.

I do want it all.

In me, around me, on me,
Breathe in the smell of one and
Taste
Another.

I’d beg,
Really.

I am everything wrong,
But I feel so right
I

Categories: bisexual, angst, gender, sensual,
Form: Free verse

Agnostic: Bisexual of This World

A proud agnostic, but a bit fair,
Truth of truths to me once did aver—
A guy clear as blue sky,
If per chance a bit wry:
If I know not, no one knows either!

Agnostic sure an either or bird,
Milk gone sour as if turned into curd,
One that fakes two-way fun,
To me, all said and done
Be the bisexual of

Categories: bisexual, humor,
Form: Limerick

That Bisexual Energy

Okay, it’s true- I’m into you.
I know your girl and so am I,
But I can’t help that you make my heart 
Fly.
Although, I do- I like boys, gentle Kings of Troy
It took me long to figure out,
But I finally know what my sexual attractions all about.
I don’t think that I could do without,
As it’s just

Categories: bisexual, anxiety,
Form: Free verse

When Hope Sings

When I am a healthy Norwich person
I hope to feel warm and joyful gratitude
for compassionate nonviolent communicators
past and present

With cooperatively nonpartisan
bipartisan
dipolar co-arising transportive projects
programs
processes

Voiced choices
to restore local
and bioregionally cooperative EarthHealth

PrePartisan 
PreHistoric
multicultural heart-felt Care
for EarthJust restoring 
wealthy GreenPeace,
outside ego-extending family 
wealth cultures
inside eco-resiliently resonant 
health climates

ReMinding
ReWinding
ReMembering
ReConnecting
ReLigioning
indigenous EarthTribe wisdom
ReGenerating EarthCare
multiculturally mediating
inter-connected Wisdom,
metaphysically 
polyphonically inter-re-ligious

As OldSchool animated spirit-natured

Categories: bisexual, earth, health, integrity, muse,
Form: Political Verse

Sacred Lines and Circular Spaces

Minds can draw dividing lines
in different natural spaces
sacred special uniting places
for secular powering chases.

Nature makes poles
and power polarity,
holes
and light circularity,
bright yangs
and dualdark yintegrity

Which spirited minds refine
and natural bodies define
but integrity is not image confined
by these cooperatively determined lines
back through universally wealthy loves
uniting healthy interweaving lives.

We make cognitive distinctions
between quiet emotive attractions
and loudly ejaculative extinctions,
where feelings

Categories: bisexual, earth, environment, health, math,
Form: Political Verse

Batman Goes Bisexual







Even cartoon characters must go Woke?
Guess Tinsel Town must be broke ?

Close all the churches, why, yes!
There is no sin anymore, I sadly, guess.

The only sin is, if you dare to think...
If you are not Woke, you frankly,stink!

On sites, you dare express yourself?
You get insulted and set on a shelf.

Get out the Woke Gestapo Uniforms.
Out

Categories: bisexual, character, conflict, courage, poets,
Form: Rhyme

***** Music

They lived across from each other
on and off the center floor dorm hall,
both on the much discussed
controversial LeftWing side.

Yang perused Yin's CDs,
"I see you like that ***** music,
Elton John
and Luther VanDross
and George Michael.
I didn't notice that before."

Yin responds quietly
calmly
amused:

First,
I don't believe music is gay or straight,
but most everything wave-linear co-related in-between
harmonic and dissonant,
diminished and replenished.

Lyrics

Categories: bisexual, culture, health, humor, integrity,
Form: Political Verse

Come Out Come Out

“Come out, they said, cheerfully. 
“If you’re bi, if you’re gay, if you’re trans.  We accept everybody!”
What a wonderful attitude I thought. 
“Come on,” they urged. “There is nothing to fear!”
They were so convincing. I would have come out in a minute if I had 
anything great to come out for.

“We will dance in

Categories: bisexual, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Narrative

Between Two Hearts

At crossroads I am met
disguised behind a mask.
A gambler would bet
I shall not beat the task.
For I am torn in two
beaten to a point.
Not knowing what to do
my bones are aching joints.
Between the girl I love
and the man that I adore.
One graceful as a dove
the other never bores.
She sees into my eyes
my pain he does

Categories: bisexual, anxiety, beauty, crush, devotion,
Form: ABC