Poems About Transgender Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about transgender seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
missjem56
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 00:35am
2nd Nov 2024 00:35am
The Cracks Are Showing
I have a cracked hand mirror
(Tis not a mirror for looking at my hands!)
It still reflects everything
I bought it in a charity shop
About six years ago
It obviously wasn't cracked back then!
Ive used this hand mirror approximately
One thousand five hundred times!
Yet rarely seen my face in it
But helps me see
Everything i need to
It's not my eyes
That dilate!
by Jemia
(Tis not a mirror for looking at my hands!)
It still reflects everything
I bought it in a charity shop
About six years ago
It obviously wasn't cracked back then!
Ive used this hand mirror approximately
One thousand five hundred times!
Yet rarely seen my face in it
But helps me see
Everything i need to
It's not my eyes
That dilate!
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#transgender
48 reads
0 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
Wake Up And Smell The Breeze
Some reality, is really ironic
the truth is left on the brink
shadows and twilights emerge
there's only vanity to summarize
Poetry praising ego and libido
inked whims melt in the alter ego
they only smell of dirty stench
an empty soul will never quench
Self-centered attention stressed
the hopes for escaping repressed
introvert, shut in from reality
opposed symptoms of double personality
Insomnia and hallucinating...
the truth is left on the brink
shadows and twilights emerge
there's only vanity to summarize
Poetry praising ego and libido
inked whims melt in the alter ego
they only smell of dirty stench
an empty soul will never quench
Self-centered attention stressed
the hopes for escaping repressed
introvert, shut in from reality
opposed symptoms of double personality
Insomnia and hallucinating...
#deception
#gothic
#misunderstood
#transgender
#vulnerability
194 reads
5 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 1:47pm
21st Jul 2024 1:47pm
Foibles
My foibles
Occurred
When i had
Four balls
But once
I was reduced
To two balls
I lost
My foibles!
by Jemia
Occurred
When i had
Four balls
But once
I was reduced
To two balls
I lost
My foibles!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#satirical
#transgender
102 reads
1 Comment
Duende
Poem Published
16th May 2024 2:00pm
16th May 2024 2:00pm
On Gender
when somebody
i know gives birth
to a child i never
buy a pink card
or blue card that
says girl or a boy
stereotypes that
should be gone
& are out-dated
i choose a green
card or a rainbow
hurray it's a baby
sex doesn't say
anything about
gender identity
yet still there is
hatred, assaults
ridicule, violence
i pray for a world
where everyone is
accepted, welcome
& where transphobia
is a thing from the past
i know gives birth
to a child i never
buy a pink card
or blue card that
says girl or a boy
stereotypes that
should be gone
& are out-dated
i choose a green
card or a rainbow
hurray it's a baby
sex doesn't say
anything about
gender identity
yet still there is
hatred, assaults
ridicule, violence
i pray for a world
where everyone is
accepted, welcome
& where transphobia
is a thing from the past
#LGBT
#transgender
265 reads
16 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 5:58pm
8th Jan 2024 5:58pm
Under den Linden
Unter den Linden
I have a soft spot for the German language
when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them (looking up horses,
I think they were Belgian draft horses)
Since I was 5 years old at the time, I reserve the right to be wrong
My mother said I could speak a little German
I don't think so, but when the Brits and the Americans came, my few words of German were too soon forgotten.
In the late fifties, I was onboard an old ship that
had survived the war but...
I have a soft spot for the German language
when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them (looking up horses,
I think they were Belgian draft horses)
Since I was 5 years old at the time, I reserve the right to be wrong
My mother said I could speak a little German
I don't think so, but when the Brits and the Americans came, my few words of German were too soon forgotten.
In the late fifties, I was onboard an old ship that
had survived the war but...
#teens
#transgender
#heroic
150 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
7th Jan 2024 5:48pm
7th Jan 2024 5:48pm
a warpet tree
A Warped Tree
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew
on Facebook or Twitter
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and were little stories
The pity is, I have to write without a publisher and
can't afford to hire one, those I dare to ask run a thousand miles, one of them a poor man, is a lecturer in Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal...
Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew
on Facebook or Twitter
the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since I got a key to my study in peace to read my latest collection
and found, at times, the poems had an internal rhyme and were little stories
The pity is, I have to write without a publisher and
can't afford to hire one, those I dare to ask run a thousand miles, one of them a poor man, is a lecturer in Udevalla
Last year, I visited a crooked tree so shy its roots curled in bashfulness, and its leaves took an autumnal...
#women
#soldiers
#BestFriend #transgender
#BestFriend #transgender
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0 Comments
Cursedvessel
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 7:57am
2nd Dec 2023 7:57am
Petals
There once was a Rose hidden from sunlight
Even in the shadows it shone so bright
Thorns so sharp, though seldom inflict spite
Through harsh times, it prospered with all its might
But plucked were the Petals by those close
Abused and battered by the lowest of the lows
Afraid to blossom only for them to dispose
Deserving to flourish in the most beautiful of meadows
Even in the shadows it shone so bright
Thorns so sharp, though seldom inflict spite
Through harsh times, it prospered with all its might
But plucked were the Petals by those close
Abused and battered by the lowest of the lows
Afraid to blossom only for them to dispose
Deserving to flourish in the most beautiful of meadows
#love
#grief
#transgender
345 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
13th Nov 2023 3:40pm
13th Nov 2023 3:40pm
Moving On
last friday i attended a review with the gender clinic, and the primary points were with regards unfinished changes, which i'd sidelined, due to my heart ops, with regards voice training, and epilation, as i was focused on the actual reassignment surgery, which was successfully completed in May 2019.
she still remembered, as being wonderfully colourful. i said that i was now much more comfortable with my voice as it is, and that yes that i was still occasionally misgendered, but that was usually on the phone (even today) which makes me wince, but it is what it is, and on the phone, it is...
she still remembered, as being wonderfully colourful. i said that i was now much more comfortable with my voice as it is, and that yes that i was still occasionally misgendered, but that was usually on the phone (even today) which makes me wince, but it is what it is, and on the phone, it is...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#transgender
156 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
20th Sep 2023 11:39am
20th Sep 2023 11:39am
traveler'd regret
Traveler's regrets
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
#women
#teens
#BestFriend
#friendship
#transgender
215 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
18th Sep 2023 12:23pm
18th Sep 2023 12:23pm
Heart, Body, And Soul
kind of thinking, and reminiscing about the various psychologists, and psychiatrists i had to see during my transition. i told one, that i didn't feel as though i had any 'dysphoria', and that i know my label is a transwoman, but i said "that i feel as though i'm simply a woman, built with one digit to many!" a kind of unwanted +1!!!!😏 she wrote in her report, that she had no reservations in referring me, and that i was very colourful, with a good sense of humour! four plus years later, it's the best thing ive done, as i'm now finding myself, and being me. my brain is still...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#transgender
213 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2023 1:51pm
22nd Jul 2023 1:51pm
Identity
every time i'm misgendered
a little part of me dies inside
rarely said with any intent
being truly me
is sadly not the me
that others hear, or see
it's nobodies fault
last night, as i tried to sleep,
my eyes remained dry, i did not weep
but i knew deep inside
my loneliness i try to hide
but i still put on a happy face
as i rejoin the human race
and maybe, one day
will love me for being the woman i am
time for sleep 🦋
by Jemia
a little part of me dies inside
rarely said with any intent
being truly me
is sadly not the me
that others hear, or see
it's nobodies fault
last night, as i tried to sleep,
my eyes remained dry, i did not weep
but i knew deep inside
my loneliness i try to hide
but i still put on a happy face
as i rejoin the human race
and maybe, one day
will love me for being the woman i am
time for sleep 🦋
by Jemia
#sadness
#hope
#transgender
224 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
14th Jul 2023 1:20pm
14th Jul 2023 1:20pm
Unlucky Thirteen
the tea was fine,
whilst supping in the sunshine,
the calm before the storm,
when i lost all form,
and hoped today,
doesn't become the norm
where in the middle of town
shouted at me "there's a man in a dress!"
my heart sank
below a frown
by Jemia
whilst supping in the sunshine,
the calm before the storm,
when i lost all form,
and hoped today,
doesn't become the norm
where in the middle of town
shouted at me "there's a man in a dress!"
my heart sank
below a frown
by Jemia
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#transgender
199 reads
1 Comment
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