Categories:
transitioning, death, moving on, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
mirroring
some days,
i wish i liked my reflection.
i wish that i didn't hesitate when saying my name,
afraid of that a look will make me take it back.
i wish i my name didn't feel like an alias,
that i didn't feel like a alien.
i wish i didn't choose their convenience
over my identity,
my truth,
me.
because now,
i look in the mirror
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Categories:
transitioning, gender, suicide, teen,
Form: Free verse
Transitioning
Revising my life
seeking what really matters
letting small things go
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Categories:
transitioning, life,
Form: Senryu
Transitioning
Rose up from cloud-base.
Looked around the echoing cave of my skull.
Saw yesterday dancing a gypsy dance with the night.
Saw a little boy looking for his hands,
hands that a mother rarely held.
Sniffed up my nose, hold my breath
until a head grows back again,
at this moment of infinity
it is a deep-thinking cabbage.
Old man snoring
even though his brain
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Categories:
transitioning, absence,
Form: Free verse
Transitioning Seasons
her time ends
the last kiss to
the air, her
frost retreats
passionately,
moves cold hands
from life
her polar opposite
moves romantically,
and gracefully
into poised position
like Alice Coltrane
across piano keys
transitioning the
equinoxes in melody
a harmony of
greetings,
they love
gentle yet harsh
the various
degrees of intimacy
seen in forward charges
and retreats
life in stages
ordered music
her sheets
freeze time,
his heat moves
at steady tempo
like heartbeats
to drum beats
diminished colors
not death
,but a quieter
stillness looms
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Categories:
transitioning, 2nd grade, appreciation, art,
Form: Ballad
Transitioning
Transitioning from our spiritual home
We resist our entry, fearing unknown
We’re swaddled and cleaned with scented foam
Our earthly friends say, “This now is your home.”
As infants we fuss commencing great cries
Loved ones comfort and dry our eyes
And when it’s time for transitions once more
We protest and struggle as we did once before
And although we protest and
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Categories:
transitioning, introspection, uplifting
Form: Rhyme