Transgender Poems
#transgender
Transgender poems, here you'll find poetry about transgender people, and what it's like to be transgender. Poems exploring gender identity and expression, and the challenges faced by transgender people.
missjem56
Poem Published
17th Oct 2020 8:55pm
17th Oct 2020 8:55pm
My Life As A Caterpillar
As i quietly chew my way around
Munching down to the earthy ground
As nature kindly provides my hungry mouth
The rain moistens the sun from the south
That refreshes my sun dried flesh
And helps grow my inner mesh
And those moments of stark terror
Thankfully dropped, by a beak in error
Inadvertently giving me my first flight
Thankfully landing on tender grass so light
I then became reclusive, and cocooned
Hung from flowers, and festooned
Awaiting my moment to escape my past
Till i would gnaw through, and fly at last ...
Munching down to the earthy ground
As nature kindly provides my hungry mouth
The rain moistens the sun from the south
That refreshes my sun dried flesh
And helps grow my inner mesh
And those moments of stark terror
Thankfully dropped, by a beak in error
Inadvertently giving me my first flight
Thankfully landing on tender grass so light
I then became reclusive, and cocooned
Hung from flowers, and festooned
Awaiting my moment to escape my past
Till i would gnaw through, and fly at last ...
#butterfly
#rebirth
#freedom #transgender
#freedom #transgender
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thequietgaypoet
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 9:24pm
6th Oct 2020 9:24pm
Claustrophobic
I'm claustrophobic
You tell me it's alright
You tell me I can always
come to you for anything
You tell me that you're supportive
no matter what
You tell me it's alright
I thought since you were so accepting,
that I could come out
that I could explain my worries
that I could share my story
that I could share who I really am
a man
But when I slipped that note
under your door,
you found it and yelled
You said it wasn't true
You said I was confused
You said I was...
You tell me it's alright
You tell me I can always
come to you for anything
You tell me that you're supportive
no matter what
You tell me it's alright
I thought since you were so accepting,
that I could come out
that I could explain my worries
that I could share my story
that I could share who I really am
a man
But when I slipped that note
under your door,
you found it and yelled
You said it wasn't true
You said I was confused
You said I was...
#depression
#rejection
#emptiness
#transgender
#hurt
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Em-ily
EdwardRex
EdwardRex
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 2:12am
28th Sep 2020 2:12am
Understanding the happiness of being able to visualize
A Spiritual path which includes
pharmaceutical blockers of testosterone
(goddess worship)
–the me which I had locked myself into
was a shell–
I kept trying to pierce that bubble. Two
and a half years deconstructing
my mind, going completely mad
voluntarily, losing it. Doing so because I
knew that on the other side of that, in
conjunction with following a self-
consciously defined "spiritually
transgender path," there lay a different...
pharmaceutical blockers of testosterone
(goddess worship)
–the me which I had locked myself into
was a shell–
I kept trying to pierce that bubble. Two
and a half years deconstructing
my mind, going completely mad
voluntarily, losing it. Doing so because I
knew that on the other side of that, in
conjunction with following a self-
consciously defined "spiritually
transgender path," there lay a different...
#sadness
#love
#LGBT
#confessional
#transgender
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missjem56
Poem Published
31st Jul 2020 1:12pm
31st Jul 2020 1:12pm
Truegender
I am classed as transgender
Yet feel i am truegender
And for all of what it's worth
I was born with 21 digits, at my birth
So i spent 60 years, man back to childhood
But would release the inner female, whenever i could
Back in time, with no technology to play
When it was dangerous, even to be gay
So i donned an Afghan coat, and grew my hair long
Regularly indulged, in the occasional bong
Cheesecloth shirts, Petula oil, and beads
Met some lovely women, in which to sow seeds
Whilst hiding behind, my true woman self
Putting that...
Yet feel i am truegender
And for all of what it's worth
I was born with 21 digits, at my birth
So i spent 60 years, man back to childhood
But would release the inner female, whenever i could
Back in time, with no technology to play
When it was dangerous, even to be gay
So i donned an Afghan coat, and grew my hair long
Regularly indulged, in the occasional bong
Cheesecloth shirts, Petula oil, and beads
Met some lovely women, in which to sow seeds
Whilst hiding behind, my true woman self
Putting that...
#women
#LGBT
#LifeChangingMoment #transgender
#LifeChangingMoment #transgender
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1 Comment
reviewer13
Poem Published
14th Jul 2020 7:48pm
14th Jul 2020 7:48pm
How I feel
My dad is always throwing in my face my abuse of drugs/alcohol. When I have bags under my eyes, it’s drugs. When i lay in bed on my day off, I’m hungover. When I’m not hungry, it’s both. When really, it’s depression. That’s how it works. It goes dormant for periods of time, then hits like a ton of bricks. And you can’t escape it. You can’t get rid of it. No amount of treatment, therapy, or pills will erase it. Just like the thought of ending it all. It’s always there. Always in the back of my mind. I try to ignore it. I try to say it’s not the answer. But life proves me wrong. Knowing how I...
#depression
#suicide
#transgender
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missjem56
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 3:56pm
4th Jul 2020 3:56pm
To My Daughter, How I Met Your Mother
It all started about 14 years before i met your mother 30 years ago. i was about 20 years had just fallen truly madly deeply in love with the wonderful Jacqui in Teignmouth, Devon. I was young,and still ferrel! i think we lasted about a year, within a few months, i'd been in an 70mph car accident, the driver hadn't mentioned it wasn't his car, and i ended up with 200 hours of community service, the probation service gave me 2 options, one was laying railway sleepers down on a cliff footpath in Dawlish, the other was to work in a childrens home, which i did, i ended up staying on as a...
#love
#identity
#LifeChangingMoment
#transgender
#daughter
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missjem56
Poem Published
21st May 2020 11:00pm
21st May 2020 11:00pm
Hermaphrodite
Your thighs,
like sighs,
in a silent wind.
A soft zephyr,
against your silken skin,
Caressing,Kisses of passion
,lingering,
touching tongues,
with cascading desire
Seeking the lust,
then the fire,
two lovers,become as one
Hermes and Aphrodite
like sighs,
in a silent wind.
A soft zephyr,
against your silken skin,
Caressing,Kisses of passion
,lingering,
touching tongues,
with cascading desire
Seeking the lust,
then the fire,
two lovers,become as one
Hermes and Aphrodite
#love
#lust
#transgender
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2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
25th Apr 2020 11:33am
25th Apr 2020 11:33am
The Case Of The Woman With A Dressy Digit (Sonnet)
Hi, my name is Daphne Adcock
Formerly of Little Snoring, in Norfolk
One day discovered,whilst at play
Realised i was Lesbian, with nothing to say
Finding my life so very boring
Decided to remove myself from Little Snoring
Realising that i needed a plan
As i still had the parts, of a man
To conform to requirements, and all the legits
I had to remove my Dressy Digit
Wanting to keep all my fingers and toes
We can all guess, how this story goes
As twenty-one digits was one over the top
So went into hospital, for the op!
Formerly of Little Snoring, in Norfolk
One day discovered,whilst at play
Realised i was Lesbian, with nothing to say
Finding my life so very boring
Decided to remove myself from Little Snoring
Realising that i needed a plan
As i still had the parts, of a man
To conform to requirements, and all the legits
I had to remove my Dressy Digit
Wanting to keep all my fingers and toes
We can all guess, how this story goes
As twenty-one digits was one over the top
So went into hospital, for the op!
#funny
#sonnet
#transgender
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2 Comments
poetryaccident
Poem Published
25th Apr 2020 1:45am
25th Apr 2020 1:45am
Belief Transcends
Belief transcends the natal form
set in place by fate forlorned
for the jest now at hand
a vision some misunderstand
the outer does not display
congruency with a faith
that identity flows from the whole
with the parts then transposed
when compared to the normative
this outcome of derivatives
a new identity is expressed
now that oneness has been addressed
personhood at last declared
even though the pundits glare
at a faith that’s absolute
when belief defines a truth.
© 2020. Sean Green. All...
set in place by fate forlorned
for the jest now at hand
a vision some misunderstand
the outer does not display
congruency with a faith
that identity flows from the whole
with the parts then transposed
when compared to the normative
this outcome of derivatives
a new identity is expressed
now that oneness has been addressed
personhood at last declared
even though the pundits glare
at a faith that’s absolute
when belief defines a truth.
© 2020. Sean Green. All...
#transgender
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1 Comment
poetryaccident
Poem Published
20th Apr 2020 00:05am
20th Apr 2020 00:05am
Corner is a Door
Sometimes the corner is a door
defying tradition as a course
what came before is in the past
flat conveyance not meant to last
the entrance or exit become the same
just as confused with none to blame
whether to come or to go
matters not when all’s disclosed
normality has been cast aside
now exposed as mostly lies
the gateway now swings both ways
as the bend denies the straight
the same is sought at junction’s bend
attraction lending a helping hand
sometimes corners support the way
blessing paths now...
defying tradition as a course
what came before is in the past
flat conveyance not meant to last
the entrance or exit become the same
just as confused with none to blame
whether to come or to go
matters not when all’s disclosed
normality has been cast aside
now exposed as mostly lies
the gateway now swings both ways
as the bend denies the straight
the same is sought at junction’s bend
attraction lending a helping hand
sometimes corners support the way
blessing paths now...
#LGBT
#transgender
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1 Comment
poetryaccident
Poem Published
20th Apr 2020 00:00am
20th Apr 2020 00:00am
Mirror’s Many Ways
Consider the mirror’s many ways
reality fully in its sway
with impacts from good to bad
the spectrum ranges from glad to sad
first bending reality to the distress
of the viewers who damn the skin
the reminder of dysphoria
the opposite of gender euphoria
others see a compliment
the very best then dominant
that beauty in the beholder’s eye
reflection sharing a silvered reply
lastly the echo speaks of escape
possibilities beyond what’s displayed
dreams imagined with foresight
in the face of glassed...
reality fully in its sway
with impacts from good to bad
the spectrum ranges from glad to sad
first bending reality to the distress
of the viewers who damn the skin
the reminder of dysphoria
the opposite of gender euphoria
others see a compliment
the very best then dominant
that beauty in the beholder’s eye
reflection sharing a silvered reply
lastly the echo speaks of escape
possibilities beyond what’s displayed
dreams imagined with foresight
in the face of glassed...
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
10th Apr 2020 00:37am
10th Apr 2020 00:37am
Same is Best
Perhaps the same is for the best
connections made in relevance
when similarities move the heart
and cause coyness to depart
some would ask why this is
that sapphic thoughts lead to bliss
their derision matters not
when two souls are resolved
finding pleasure across the board
from conversation to intercourse
above all else love is found
it’s to this feeling each is bound
the queer approach is not for all
some are cursed to hetero
revel is the same is best
be the flavor east or west.
© 2020....
connections made in relevance
when similarities move the heart
and cause coyness to depart
some would ask why this is
that sapphic thoughts lead to bliss
their derision matters not
when two souls are resolved
finding pleasure across the board
from conversation to intercourse
above all else love is found
it’s to this feeling each is bound
the queer approach is not for all
some are cursed to hetero
revel is the same is best
be the flavor east or west.
© 2020....
#transgender
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2 Comments
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