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.
poetryaccident
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:42am
Yesterday 2:42am
Transition in Latitude
The choice is made in the soul
if a decision is the right word
instead a knowing represents
identity that fits the best
fully vested to the outcome
even though the outside lags
knowledge is held in the heart
asks for acceptance to come first
separation of biased thoughts
from the person that I am
attacks a target that does not exist
even as I must persist
an integration is my lot
with a hope the world will grasp
the whole offered up for view
with transition in latitude.
© 2020. Sean Green....
if a decision is the right word
instead a knowing represents
identity that fits the best
fully vested to the outcome
even though the outside lags
knowledge is held in the heart
asks for acceptance to come first
separation of biased thoughts
from the person that I am
attacks a target that does not exist
even as I must persist
an integration is my lot
with a hope the world will grasp
the whole offered up for view
with transition in latitude.
© 2020. Sean Green....
#LGBT
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:41am
Yesterday 2:41am
Foundations
When foundations are not present
by the virtue of life’s path
self-assurance becomes adrift
among the shoals of consequence
a destination is partially glimpsed
across the span of rolling swells
once placid waters endure the storm
by aftershocks of the ground shook
paradise at last found
still shrouded in the heavy fog
without a guide a way is lost
across the tempest of life tossed
the hazards are from lights
leading to reefs of blight
with no interest for the welfare
of the voyager who seeks to dare ...
by the virtue of life’s path
self-assurance becomes adrift
among the shoals of consequence
a destination is partially glimpsed
across the span of rolling swells
once placid waters endure the storm
by aftershocks of the ground shook
paradise at last found
still shrouded in the heavy fog
without a guide a way is lost
across the tempest of life tossed
the hazards are from lights
leading to reefs of blight
with no interest for the welfare
of the voyager who seeks to dare ...
#LGBT
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The_Starstruck
Poem Published
18th Jan 2020 4:53am
18th Jan 2020 4:53am
Pink and Blue
I grew up pink
Pink blankets swaddled me in the hospital
I rode a pink tricycle
And played with pink dolls
I wore pink dresses in a pink house
And when I stopped being little you still wanted pink
I tried red
I tried blood rubies filling wine glasses
I tried red velvet with white lace
But I’m not red
And you wanted at least red
So I tried purple
Cloaked in grapes and the colors of royalty
Wore an amethyst crown
Let myself be swallowed in grape juice and plums
But I wasn’t purple
And yet you still pulled me to...
Pink blankets swaddled me in the hospital
I rode a pink tricycle
And played with pink dolls
I wore pink dresses in a pink house
And when I stopped being little you still wanted pink
I tried red
I tried blood rubies filling wine glasses
I tried red velvet with white lace
But I’m not red
And you wanted at least red
So I tried purple
Cloaked in grapes and the colors of royalty
Wore an amethyst crown
Let myself be swallowed in grape juice and plums
But I wasn’t purple
And yet you still pulled me to...
#identity
#LGBT
#confessional
#acceptance
#masculinity
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DivadSedohr
David G
David G
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 10:50am
14th Jan 2020 10:50am
Dorothy
Things are easy now
To be out and gay and proud
Though it wasn’t always this way
There were things you could and couldn’t say
A favorite of mine
That I still use from time to time
Are you a friend of Dorothy?
This opened and closed doors
You knew where you might dip your oars
And kept you from making detours
It was fun to find how many friends of Dorothy
Were in your community and in your secret club
Now it’s all out in the open
No club nor quest
No time to invest
To seek your fellow friends of Dorothy
To be out and gay and proud
Though it wasn’t always this way
There were things you could and couldn’t say
A favorite of mine
That I still use from time to time
Are you a friend of Dorothy?
This opened and closed doors
You knew where you might dip your oars
And kept you from making detours
It was fun to find how many friends of Dorothy
Were in your community and in your secret club
Now it’s all out in the open
No club nor quest
No time to invest
To seek your fellow friends of Dorothy
#men
#LGBT
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2020 11:16pm
2nd Jan 2020 11:16pm
The Choice
The choice made of identity
one or the other to fit in
is made when survival asks
individuals to protect their ranks
the paths opened have their risks
with a threat at dagger’s edge
to sanity or life’s continuance
neither salves the normative
there’s no attempt to trick the group
instead the ruse is hoped adequate
to shield the self from the diatribes
prompted by ignorance of the tribe
identity is clearly known
in the heart of the one
while safety asks for compromise
to flaunt or hide against the...
one or the other to fit in
is made when survival asks
individuals to protect their ranks
the paths opened have their risks
with a threat at dagger’s edge
to sanity or life’s continuance
neither salves the normative
there’s no attempt to trick the group
instead the ruse is hoped adequate
to shield the self from the diatribes
prompted by ignorance of the tribe
identity is clearly known
in the heart of the one
while safety asks for compromise
to flaunt or hide against the...
#LGBT
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
29th Dec 2019 6:34pm
29th Dec 2019 6:34pm
The Sum Being
Forgiveness was not my request
solicitation as a bequest
from damnation imagined by
those without a reference to my life
the offer smacks of hyperbole
a bargain made with misery
based on assumptions without a care
for the lives cast to disrepair
to be washed from myself
cleansed until nothings left
has no attraction if life awaits
beyond the judgment of conjured fates
deny the pardons filled with fault
creating guilt where there is none
clemency offered asks one to admit
the sum being is villainous. ...
solicitation as a bequest
from damnation imagined by
those without a reference to my life
the offer smacks of hyperbole
a bargain made with misery
based on assumptions without a care
for the lives cast to disrepair
to be washed from myself
cleansed until nothings left
has no attraction if life awaits
beyond the judgment of conjured fates
deny the pardons filled with fault
creating guilt where there is none
clemency offered asks one to admit
the sum being is villainous. ...
#LGBT
#transgender
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
25th Dec 2019 9:32pm
25th Dec 2019 9:32pm
Dear Dad....
Dear Dad....
You've always been there for me,
Always loved, cared for, and supported me,
Always wanted to see, and encouraged my personal growth,
You've gone above and beyond your oath
To be the best father in the world,
Teaching me about the world, that before me, has part by part, unfurled.
You've taught me right from wrong,
You've taught me to be strong
(Physically, emotionally, and mentally)
And (though I'm still learning) to be orderly,
You've taught me how to learn, different mediums for expressing my creativity, 3D modelling, car...
You've always been there for me,
Always loved, cared for, and supported me,
Always wanted to see, and encouraged my personal growth,
You've gone above and beyond your oath
To be the best father in the world,
Teaching me about the world, that before me, has part by part, unfurled.
You've taught me right from wrong,
You've taught me to be strong
(Physically, emotionally, and mentally)
And (though I'm still learning) to be orderly,
You've taught me how to learn, different mediums for expressing my creativity, 3D modelling, car...
#hope
#LGBT
#LifeChangingMoment
#transgender
#bisexual
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
20th Dec 2019 11:57pm
20th Dec 2019 11:57pm
Compelled Normality
The time without the loved one
once they’re buried in the ground
demands a toil from the soul
when the self has been interned
put six feet down lest the world
do the same without reserve
with permanence born of fear
by dogma too long revered
these sentiments that massacre
deviants from the conservative
asked only to step aside
from living large against the lie
the walking dead seem to survive
in aftermath of suicide
now the days are self-deplored
compelled normality forevermore.
© 2019....
once they’re buried in the ground
demands a toil from the soul
when the self has been interned
put six feet down lest the world
do the same without reserve
with permanence born of fear
by dogma too long revered
these sentiments that massacre
deviants from the conservative
asked only to step aside
from living large against the lie
the walking dead seem to survive
in aftermath of suicide
now the days are self-deplored
compelled normality forevermore.
© 2019....
#LGBT
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
18th Dec 2019 4:08am
18th Dec 2019 4:08am
Monsters Wear Human Form
Survival asks for a retreat
finding shelter lest a defeat
destroy more than what’s due
when hatred is the attitude
that consensus of the crowd
now embolden to speak out loud
by the virtue of leader’s sway
breadth of humanity is betrayed
to be different is now enough
damnation granted on a whim
the result when fear compounds
confirmed wishes of the crowd
this withdrawal to survive
brings a tear to my eye
the omens state all should beware
while monsters wear human form.
© 2019. Sean Green....
finding shelter lest a defeat
destroy more than what’s due
when hatred is the attitude
that consensus of the crowd
now embolden to speak out loud
by the virtue of leader’s sway
breadth of humanity is betrayed
to be different is now enough
damnation granted on a whim
the result when fear compounds
confirmed wishes of the crowd
this withdrawal to survive
brings a tear to my eye
the omens state all should beware
while monsters wear human form.
© 2019. Sean Green....
#LGBT
#transgender
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_boybrains
Poem Published
16th Dec 2019 6:15pm
16th Dec 2019 6:15pm
blame it on my identity.
i returned my name
to sender
it was seen as
“offensive”
blame it on
my identity
it never says
sorry;
to
anybody.
to sender
it was seen as
“offensive”
blame it on
my identity
it never says
sorry;
to
anybody.
#LGBT
#PowerOfWords
#transgender #minimalist
#transgender #minimalist
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jo_tyler
joyelizabeth
joyelizabeth
Poem Published
14th Dec 2019 3:33pm
14th Dec 2019 3:33pm
violence
i am days short of 16 years old. i am a sophomore in high school. i was raised an only child by my 2 parents who had me young. they obviously sheltered me from violence as much as they could but everything else was fair game. they were accepting of who i wanted to be and what i wanted to do with my life even when i wanted to be a ballerina chef astronaut (at the same time). i was the 3 year old singing rent and watching friends and to this day i still do both of those things. but there’s something different about these two people even tho they have the same personalities. the 3 year old...
#childhood
#LGBT
#GunControl
#aging
#emotional
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1Docmcruz
Nourish Cruz
Nourish Cruz
Poem Published
12th Dec 2019 3:01am
12th Dec 2019 3:01am
I Kiss her in Trinity
Somehow,
I heard her prayers when she kissed me
On a Sunday...
I’d rest her in my arms,
learn the count of every hair on her head
like God does
Build an arc before the rain comes
Gather prisms to ensure rainbows🌈
Hold a red amethyst stone in my pocket for any Goliaths
Plant the seed that fell from Adam‘s fruit
to watch us grow with it
I’d listen to the Amazon
like it’s the burning bush for my sacrifice
anything to preserve love
I Kiss her in Trinity: forehead,...
I heard her prayers when she kissed me
On a Sunday...
I’d rest her in my arms,
learn the count of every hair on her head
like God does
Build an arc before the rain comes
Gather prisms to ensure rainbows🌈
Hold a red amethyst stone in my pocket for any Goliaths
Plant the seed that fell from Adam‘s fruit
to watch us grow with it
I’d listen to the Amazon
like it’s the burning bush for my sacrifice
anything to preserve love
I Kiss her in Trinity: forehead,...
#love
#LGBT
#spiritual
65 reads
4 Comments
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