LGBT Poems
#LGBT
LGBT poems, poetry about lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender people and culture. Also poetry by those struggling to come to terms with, or questioning their sexuality. You'll also find poems about the LGBT movement, related issues and the oppression some LGBT people face in society.
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LHR in three parts
i.
She waits on
the leather chair
eager to be seen
for her appointment
she carefully booked,
counted her doubloons
the night before before
because you can
never earn enough
for gender-affirming
healthcare treatment
let alone trying to
get any funding for it,
fifty pound funding
won't get you a doll
very far in her world
it doesn't even
cover one session
of lazer hair removal
she asks me
if I will go in with her,
I accept...
She waits on
the leather chair
eager to be seen
for her appointment
she carefully booked,
counted her doubloons
the night before before
because you can
never earn enough
for gender-affirming
healthcare treatment
let alone trying to
get any funding for it,
fifty pound funding
won't get you a doll
very far in her world
it doesn't even
cover one session
of lazer hair removal
she asks me
if I will go in with her,
I accept...
#LGBT
#StreamOfConsciousness
#transgender
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1 Comment
Acid
If you're not going to eat me, you better not marinate.
#LGBT
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7 Comments
"Photograph it"
An elder
once said.
once said.
#SixWordStory
#minimalist
#LGBT #transgender
#LGBT #transgender
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Hymn to Dark Fruit
I.
what must it be like
for your ripe meat
to fall between
thumb and
finger
to pluck you straight
from the tree where
juice runs sweet
II.
your apple
is overturned,
love—
Eve only ever
loved men
III.
I think of you
in Persephone’s garden
laden in pomegranates
imagining you
at your most beautiful
every morning, red jewels
escape from your thighs
IV.
...
what must it be like
for your ripe meat
to fall between
thumb and
finger
to pluck you straight
from the tree where
juice runs sweet
II.
your apple
is overturned,
love—
Eve only ever
loved men
III.
I think of you
in Persephone’s garden
laden in pomegranates
imagining you
at your most beautiful
every morning, red jewels
escape from your thighs
IV.
...
#women
#LGBT
#pagan #metaphor
#pagan #metaphor
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2 Comments
On that particular spark
There's no denying
those regimental ways
tucked in your bones
or your sarcasm
making me laugh
until I burst,
the way you turn
up having carefully
planned out a day
before it begins
as I insist on
being a tease by
calling you the
itinerary king
and in return
you remind me
how shameless
and feral I am.
Truth is I adore
that most about
you and about us
how you show up
like a burning star
hanging in skies
filled with...
those regimental ways
tucked in your bones
or your sarcasm
making me laugh
until I burst,
the way you turn
up having carefully
planned out a day
before it begins
as I insist on
being a tease by
calling you the
itinerary king
and in return
you remind me
how shameless
and feral I am.
Truth is I adore
that most about
you and about us
how you show up
like a burning star
hanging in skies
filled with...
#love
#LGBT
#confessional
116 reads
3 Comments
In his arms
It should make me happy
He makes her feel warm
Happy to know
she is safe in his arms
and the sight of her laugh
fills him with glee
happier than ever is not happy for me
her happy ever after is not happy for me
those foolish butterflies
that I recognise
look so much better
in her pretty eyes
as if I could come close
to all that they will be
she keeps that happiness far away from me
her happy ever after is not happy for me
I am a monster
with all the time I spend
secretly hating
her...
He makes her feel warm
Happy to know
she is safe in his arms
and the sight of her laugh
fills him with glee
happier than ever is not happy for me
her happy ever after is not happy for me
those foolish butterflies
that I recognise
look so much better
in her pretty eyes
as if I could come close
to all that they will be
she keeps that happiness far away from me
her happy ever after is not happy for me
I am a monster
with all the time I spend
secretly hating
her...
#jealousy
#BestFriend
#heartbroken
#LGBT
#UnrequitedLove
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Ode to Seaweed
I remember diving
into swimming pools
head first, hair floating
like seaweed without
a care in the world
at twelve I watched
each strand fall to
the floor, my bare
feet brushing them
away from my skin
i'm returning back
to the seaweed
after eighteen
years saying:
'i'm not afraid,
I love you'
into swimming pools
head first, hair floating
like seaweed without
a care in the world
at twelve I watched
each strand fall to
the floor, my bare
feet brushing them
away from my skin
i'm returning back
to the seaweed
after eighteen
years saying:
'i'm not afraid,
I love you'
#LGBT
#confessional
#transgender #GenderDysphoria
#transgender #GenderDysphoria
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This Is For Kicking Me Out Of Your Life
During her separation
from Delilah, Vickilyn
allowed herself to get
naked with a blonde
stud who is Delilah's
brother Harrison.
from Delilah, Vickilyn
allowed herself to get
naked with a blonde
stud who is Delilah's
brother Harrison.
#LGBT
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#suffering
#sensual
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Eight years of language
I can only speak
naked in the shower
because this evening
I had to slowly pull off
surgical bandages
under hot water
found purple bruises,
yellow stains gifted to
me last Tuesday gone
it revealed how
pain didn't bring
me to this moment,
told me how my mind
had to spin like Mercury
for the past eight years
as my lips drip
karmic actions
from Mars,
ran my hands
through my hair
letting each tear
tumble down
cheekbones
...
naked in the shower
because this evening
I had to slowly pull off
surgical bandages
under hot water
found purple bruises,
yellow stains gifted to
me last Tuesday gone
it revealed how
pain didn't bring
me to this moment,
told me how my mind
had to spin like Mercury
for the past eight years
as my lips drip
karmic actions
from Mars,
ran my hands
through my hair
letting each tear
tumble down
cheekbones
...
#LGBT
#LifeCycle
#transgender
131 reads
4 Comments
when old school isn't bad...
there came a day when we had to tell her
explain to my old fashioned & very sheltered mother
her beloved granddaughter was dating a woman
we all knew it had to happen...eventually
that chore my girl shamelessly left to me
afraid to see the disappointment...
...or worse...
...disapproval on her grandma's face
I couldn't fault her for her concern
I'd felt the sharp edge of my mother's tongue myself a time or 2
...she can be short tempered & sometimes intolerant
shutting down what she doesn't fully understand...
it's not...
explain to my old fashioned & very sheltered mother
her beloved granddaughter was dating a woman
we all knew it had to happen...eventually
that chore my girl shamelessly left to me
afraid to see the disappointment...
...or worse...
...disapproval on her grandma's face
I couldn't fault her for her concern
I'd felt the sharp edge of my mother's tongue myself a time or 2
...she can be short tempered & sometimes intolerant
shutting down what she doesn't fully understand...
it's not...
#mother
#LGBT
#gratitude #respect
#gratitude #respect
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Inside A Hut With David And Whitney
Abigail
woke up and found herself
naked inside a hut with David
and Whitney still sleeping besides her before she
quickly got herself dressed and removed
herself from there before
they woke up.
woke up and found herself
naked inside a hut with David
and Whitney still sleeping besides her before she
quickly got herself dressed and removed
herself from there before
they woke up.
#LGBT
#fiction
#lover
#threesome
#sensual
116 reads
2 Comments
A Dog
He talked about sin and regret,
renouncing same-sex lust like this,
eternities in hell… but it didn’t stop him
taking off my clothes
and when the sin was done,
curling himself in my arms for comfort.
He trembled like a dog in the woods
waiting for its owner’s car to return.
renouncing same-sex lust like this,
eternities in hell… but it didn’t stop him
taking off my clothes
and when the sin was done,
curling himself in my arms for comfort.
He trembled like a dog in the woods
waiting for its owner’s car to return.
#LGBT
63 reads
2 Comments
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