Romance Gender Poems

Do you like me, or are you just kind?
Do I misconstrue
Your affectionate words,
Your gestures of a sweet nature,
As symbols of adoration?

Am I am idiot sapphic?
So...

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And now let’s speak of Paparazzi
Who show us things that we should not see
They think they are so hotsy-totsy
      ...

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“Lost Pantheons” 

Alexandrine tragedies
Racine diamond-edged
come and go 
French letters 
blown like leaves
straight up 
into the rarefied air
scattered like lovers
against a body 
of purple vain poetry...

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I remember a boy child
who thrilled to hear dark
ghost stories

Told around a crackling fire
circle of faces
looking

imaging down
heavy lidded

in toward suggestive
face drawn shadows

warming late night 
glowing...

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Adventitious existence birthed introverted spiritual outlier i.e. me

Speculative fictitious flirtation imagined
courtesy grown old male offspring (me)
begat when mine late mother and father met
former named, a...

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I had a niece named Karen who
at twenty has mapped out a plan
for a 'strong, independent life',
she’d be 'dependent on no man.'

And, oh, she took...

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I know of a man so rigid at heart;
His claims are so tender by juicy touch, 
Hosted so hot by pricks urge or stab ...

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Two men stood in my youth
Upon a pedestal which all beheld
Both placed on the reality behind the screen
I put my hand to it and cried

You...

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Careless Thoughts

Honest whispers, 
from somewhere unseen. 
Things we should not, 
dwell upon. 
Life's mistakes, 
sometimes, 
without…
“Do Overs”.

Punished in this world, 
saved in the next. 
God...

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Judging Others…
whimsical law?

It is a kangaroo court, 
and the clowns have just arrived. 
Dressed in suits and ties, 
eating pies.

They think they know best, 
they...

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Evicted

Lost our place… again. 
The reason, we could not pay. 
We needed and wanted to stay. 
There was just no way. 

The snow is cold,...

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the sign itself doesn’t 
stop
like my heart,
red and cornered.

a flashing soul faces you
eager to make the turn
onto a one-way street, 
called time....

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I know something about being a GLBT Ginger,
the undress and redress of our left leaning politics,
like sacred naked communion
for Therapeutic Warriors.

At my best,
when adolescence urged...

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Transcending boundaries to trash
transacts through vulnerabilities to crash
into compost cash.

I see and feel strange conjoining
curious listening to speak with old as young.
We carry less allegiance...

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successive letters of the alphabet per line using A through S



Ann was born at a time when females lacked rights.
Both strict parents lectured a girl’s...

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