Tag Archives: Poetry

I will never taste a woman’s lips Never relish in a lover’s embrace I may be friend and brother Father and son Uncle and mentor But I will never be a lover I feel this truth Deep in my bones I know it is my destiny I have always known That I must follow MyContinue reading “Poem: Difficult Destiny”

We are kindred spirits Both lost in the storm Wind and rain lashing our faces Torturing our souls But though the thunder crashes The lightning flashes We tread on Destinies tied fore’er more

You are about to take the leap I must bide though I yearn to aid Hear my voice Heed my call I am with you No matter the path you take Know that you are beautiful and great Feel my love for you E’er it will remain

Looking For A Clue What can I do What can I say To show you what I feel To reveal my heart to you I fear your scorn Should I err In the action I yearn to take Will you give me a clue Show me the path to walk So that we can joinContinue reading “Poem: Looking For A Clue”

I will love you If you’re big or small Young or old Strong or weak I can love you Long or short Hale or sick Queer or straight I do love you For your spirit And your flesh For your gifts And for your flaws We can love Any way we please Here ends theContinue reading “Poem: Many Ways Of Loving”

The body Is a beautiful thing Though some say It has its flaws To me it is A perfect imperfect thing O! Flesh Oh, beautiful flesh Why, oh why Should we cast shame on thee?! Why, oh why Can’t the body be free?!

Why is white pure Why is black stained? Why does white mean civility Why does black mean bestiality? Why does colour place Such import on our sexuality? Why can’t white be free Why can’t black be tamed? Why can’t we be free to choose How we want to be seen?

What do you like? What do you love? What makes your body heat Your breath pant Your loins stir? What do you look for In a mate? What do you search for In the heavens? Whatever your answer To these questions here I will take them I will forge them Into the social mask IContinue reading “Poem: Social Mask”

I walk Exposed to the elements I sense the presence Of the Goddess In the surface beneath me I feel her support In the heavens above me I see her face In the stuff that pours from the sky I feel her touch In the wind that blows And the thunder that booms I hearContinue reading “Poem: The Goddess’ Embrace”

What does the future hold? Does the bell toll? Does the bird sing? Will the corrupt regime fall? The long night Give way to dawn? Or are battles lines Being drawn? Shadow alliances Being forged ? Will we have to fight? To pay the price In blood and gore So we can live Truly live?