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Transitioning Poems - Poems about Transitioning


Premium Member Transitioning
undulant images ...

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Categories: transitioning, death, moving on, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member 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



Premium Member 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

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