Poems About Masculinity Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about masculinity seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
the wealthy couple
The wealthy couple
who live on an island in the Far East
but once a year, they visit Europe
every year when I see them, they have changed
Alas, I wish it had been for the better
both are followers of a health regime concocted
by a Guru of the type that prays on the rich
they are now advanced middle-aged (below 61
and in the hope of staving off the time of elderliness
they trim and live on a lettuce a day.
Their effort are valiant but in vain time always win
At a distance and in the afternoon light, they look fine
like...
who live on an island in the Far East
but once a year, they visit Europe
every year when I see them, they have changed
Alas, I wish it had been for the better
both are followers of a health regime concocted
by a Guru of the type that prays on the rich
they are now advanced middle-aged (below 61
and in the hope of staving off the time of elderliness
they trim and live on a lettuce a day.
Their effort are valiant but in vain time always win
At a distance and in the afternoon light, they look fine
like...
#women
#friendship
#humankind
#heroic
#masculinity
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busy afternoon
A busy Friday afternoon
Exploding plane, but not an exploding cigar, as days of fun have long since gone.
The Byzantine Empire never left Russia, either that or they were incapable of keeping secrets, and sober leaders
like Putin, appear to be a rarity.
Trump the chomp, has had his mug- shot taken he didn't look pleased, and we agree, it is not the done thing to treat a president this way piling on humiliations like it was confetti, but I think Trump should avoid flying until
We win the election again, the American voters are mad enough to let this happen. ...
Exploding plane, but not an exploding cigar, as days of fun have long since gone.
The Byzantine Empire never left Russia, either that or they were incapable of keeping secrets, and sober leaders
like Putin, appear to be a rarity.
Trump the chomp, has had his mug- shot taken he didn't look pleased, and we agree, it is not the done thing to treat a president this way piling on humiliations like it was confetti, but I think Trump should avoid flying until
We win the election again, the American voters are mad enough to let this happen. ...
#children
#BestFriend
#humankind #masculinity
#humankind #masculinity
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Bar Mitzvah Rituals of the Maltese Brotherhood
Bar Mitzvah Rituals of the Maltese Brotherhood
“Hey there Sherri, the fly of my son’s undies has a stain that just won’t come out. Can you work your magic and remove it?”
“Come again, isn’t he eighteen? Shouldn’t he be past that stage?”
“Don’t I wish, eighteen is the peak of their hormones.”
“Is this the same kind you had me scrub until my fingers were red last time?”
“It is only the aloe cucumber lotion. He took his underwear off before achieving ‘O’.”
“How do you know it is just lotion? Surely he didn’t tell you.”
“Believe me the scent...
“Hey there Sherri, the fly of my son’s undies has a stain that just won’t come out. Can you work your magic and remove it?”
“Come again, isn’t he eighteen? Shouldn’t he be past that stage?”
“Don’t I wish, eighteen is the peak of their hormones.”
“Is this the same kind you had me scrub until my fingers were red last time?”
“It is only the aloe cucumber lotion. He took his underwear off before achieving ‘O’.”
“How do you know it is just lotion? Surely he didn’t tell you.”
“Believe me the scent...
#girlfriend
#motherhood
#erotic
#son
#masculinity
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my mother the communist
My mother, the communist
My mother was brought up in an orphanage because her father
a confectioner became an alcoholic and lost his job, ended
up looking for work when ships came in and needed dockers
to unload the cargo.
My mother, although working class, was well-read but also
a bit eccentric, she had come to the erroneous conclusion
that only communism (equality in her mind) could bring peace.
It was in one of the papers she read I learned about
Roosevelt’s knowledge of the Japanese Pearl Harbor attack.
I was about twelve years old...
My mother was brought up in an orphanage because her father
a confectioner became an alcoholic and lost his job, ended
up looking for work when ships came in and needed dockers
to unload the cargo.
My mother, although working class, was well-read but also
a bit eccentric, she had come to the erroneous conclusion
that only communism (equality in her mind) could bring peace.
It was in one of the papers she read I learned about
Roosevelt’s knowledge of the Japanese Pearl Harbor attack.
I was about twelve years old...
#identity
#music
#art
#morality
#masculinity
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oil Jackpot in Norway
Oil jackpot
When coming home from the ship, his coastal town
was in an uproar from every window, people shouted
and banged pot pans together
People danced in the street, which was unheard of
young people shamelessly made love under oaks
so eagerly that trees that had been around forever
lost their leaves.
At home, his mother hollered, from the window
we are richer than the Americans, wealthier then
the Saudis.
His father said, no point going back to see if we can
Pakistanis and the Philippines for this.
People had...
When coming home from the ship, his coastal town
was in an uproar from every window, people shouted
and banged pot pans together
People danced in the street, which was unheard of
young people shamelessly made love under oaks
so eagerly that trees that had been around forever
lost their leaves.
At home, his mother hollered, from the window
we are richer than the Americans, wealthier then
the Saudis.
His father said, no point going back to see if we can
Pakistanis and the Philippines for this.
People had...
#men
#soldiers
#friendship
#heroic
#masculinity
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I remember Laika
I remember Laika
The warm sun and wind keep winter at bay
but it is time to say goodbye to Laika, the dog
the new face of the moon.
The farewell can’t be delayed a boy has run to
the outer field sits on a stone tries not to cry
the struggle to accept the unavoidable.
Dark cloud from the North where nature is solemn
there is no hint of gaieties in their towns’
architecture
Winter hearts will dispose and scatter misery
protestants do not allow for lofty dreams.
The wind is cold, new rules people must work harder
the...
The warm sun and wind keep winter at bay
but it is time to say goodbye to Laika, the dog
the new face of the moon.
The farewell can’t be delayed a boy has run to
the outer field sits on a stone tries not to cry
the struggle to accept the unavoidable.
Dark cloud from the North where nature is solemn
there is no hint of gaieties in their towns’
architecture
Winter hearts will dispose and scatter misery
protestants do not allow for lofty dreams.
The wind is cold, new rules people must work harder
the...
#children
#men
#BestFriend
#friendship
#masculinity
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paretenthood
Parenthood
My father hung in the belfry
so many called him father, but the old woman in the house where I lived
said he was my father.
When I met Mother superior, her eyes softened for a moment.
The hanging was an accident.
At his funereal, the bishop attended to stop rumours of suicide.
The old woman and I watched the proceeding at a far distance.
I did see the face of the prioress in the window
unblinkingly stern, but in the afternoon glow,
she had tears in the corner of her eyes.
The old woman cackled and said, she gave you to...
My father hung in the belfry
so many called him father, but the old woman in the house where I lived
said he was my father.
When I met Mother superior, her eyes softened for a moment.
The hanging was an accident.
At his funereal, the bishop attended to stop rumours of suicide.
The old woman and I watched the proceeding at a far distance.
I did see the face of the prioress in the window
unblinkingly stern, but in the afternoon glow,
she had tears in the corner of her eyes.
The old woman cackled and said, she gave you to...
#politics
#music
#morality #masculinity
#morality #masculinity
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dark lif matters
Dark life matters
Woke up in the night it was very dark
put a hand out couldn´t see it.
I wonder how it is to be blind?
In this flat, if no one rearranges the furniture
it would be easy, find the kitchen too.
Opening the fridge is a breeze, it is of no interest
if its light comes on or not.
Remember to clean your hands!
On nights like this, I should be contemplating my death
but my vanity gets in the way.
Should I smile or look grim, and would they remember
to put tanning cream on my face?
I friend of mine who works at the...
Woke up in the night it was very dark
put a hand out couldn´t see it.
I wonder how it is to be blind?
In this flat, if no one rearranges the furniture
it would be easy, find the kitchen too.
Opening the fridge is a breeze, it is of no interest
if its light comes on or not.
Remember to clean your hands!
On nights like this, I should be contemplating my death
but my vanity gets in the way.
Should I smile or look grim, and would they remember
to put tanning cream on my face?
I friend of mine who works at the...
#women
#men
#teens
#transgender
#masculinity
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I should have known
Who?
What?
You’re kidding, right?
Everyone?
Men and women?
Except for me and Amy Weiss?
Really, everyone?
I know I’m in San Francisco, but who would’ve thought.
Never in my wildest dreams.
I guess maybe I should’ve known.
Like that time when we were roller skating and that cute man pinched my ass and then winked at me.
I thought I just had a cute ass.
I should’ve known.
I’m from Chicago.
In Chicago cute men don’t pinch your ass.
Well, maybe they do.
Are you telling me I’m the only straight man in the city? ...
What?
You’re kidding, right?
Everyone?
Men and women?
Except for me and Amy Weiss?
Really, everyone?
I know I’m in San Francisco, but who would’ve thought.
Never in my wildest dreams.
I guess maybe I should’ve known.
Like that time when we were roller skating and that cute man pinched my ass and then winked at me.
I thought I just had a cute ass.
I should’ve known.
I’m from Chicago.
In Chicago cute men don’t pinch your ass.
Well, maybe they do.
Are you telling me I’m the only straight man in the city? ...
#men
#humankind
#masculinity
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Barter (NoPoo 94)
the delicious trade
taking his masclinity
deep within her womb
taking his masclinity
deep within her womb
#love
#senryu
#masculinity
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Note to self (25)
So when you are young
You are always pushed
one way or another
To strive and do better.
You must find your place
in this world.
And your place can't be
A miserable low-paying job
In which you might
Nevertheless be happy.
No. You must strive to be
In some lead position, pushing
And being pushed till you are
Constantly out of breath...
Physically and in your mind.
Like a car you want to push to
Reach 200 miles per hour
When you know it can't top 150.
And when Reality hits you
In the face.
You are always pushed
one way or another
To strive and do better.
You must find your place
in this world.
And your place can't be
A miserable low-paying job
In which you might
Nevertheless be happy.
No. You must strive to be
In some lead position, pushing
And being pushed till you are
Constantly out of breath...
Physically and in your mind.
Like a car you want to push to
Reach 200 miles per hour
When you know it can't top 150.
And when Reality hits you
In the face.
#men
#masculinity
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the slum
The slum
When I was born the manger was occupied
I got a cot at a Home run by the salvation- army
and stayed the until my step-grandmother committed suicide
by jumping out of the third-floor window, she was going
to join my grandfather
A funny thing about the window it kept opening up by itself
for years afterwards.
The home, the SA ran was called the slum, the flat we got
nearby, as was also the big white house belonging
to a shipping magnate, he was born in the house and was
not about to leave for a fancy building out of town....
When I was born the manger was occupied
I got a cot at a Home run by the salvation- army
and stayed the until my step-grandmother committed suicide
by jumping out of the third-floor window, she was going
to join my grandfather
A funny thing about the window it kept opening up by itself
for years afterwards.
The home, the SA ran was called the slum, the flat we got
nearby, as was also the big white house belonging
to a shipping magnate, he was born in the house and was
not about to leave for a fancy building out of town....
#men
#soldiers
#BestFriend
#friendship
#masculinity
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DU Poetry : Poems About Masculinity Seeking Friendly Advice