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.
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 7:20pm
25th Oct 2022 7:20pm
Harcamone
Harcamone”
When I die in a chamber of his heart, alone,
Where a rose rises from the stone,
I will gaze in vacant alleys of sunlight dim
Where every turn inscribes the death in him.
A tale of a rose, a dying dove
In the palm of a dreamer’s love,
To the morning bells that rage
In illiteracy of his final page—
Where is writ his sacred sin
In the blood that clings to his skin,
Which makes so cold, and beautiful
The thorns that agonize his fragile soul
Agonizing as the silence of his grave to be
While through him,...
When I die in a chamber of his heart, alone,
Where a rose rises from the stone,
I will gaze in vacant alleys of sunlight dim
Where every turn inscribes the death in him.
A tale of a rose, a dying dove
In the palm of a dreamer’s love,
To the morning bells that rage
In illiteracy of his final page—
Where is writ his sacred sin
In the blood that clings to his skin,
Which makes so cold, and beautiful
The thorns that agonize his fragile soul
Agonizing as the silence of his grave to be
While through him,...
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
15th Oct 2022 5:06pm
15th Oct 2022 5:06pm
The Organ
The Organ”
What am I in your eyes?
I am neither beauty nor reality.
Give me time to think it over—
This thing called eternity.
There are tears in the back of my mind,
Weeping to know which is the mirage—
The dream that we call Today’s Finest Sun.
Perhaps my thoughts are just as real as you?
Wilt thou forgive me? I am no lie!
This I know, but I have no knowledge
As to whether what stands behind me
Can be seen before I turn to meet your gaze.
There is an old man who walks beside me,
He is chained to the...
What am I in your eyes?
I am neither beauty nor reality.
Give me time to think it over—
This thing called eternity.
There are tears in the back of my mind,
Weeping to know which is the mirage—
The dream that we call Today’s Finest Sun.
Perhaps my thoughts are just as real as you?
Wilt thou forgive me? I am no lie!
This I know, but I have no knowledge
As to whether what stands behind me
Can be seen before I turn to meet your gaze.
There is an old man who walks beside me,
He is chained to the...
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#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
13th Oct 2022 6:15pm
13th Oct 2022 6:15pm
An Angel in the Rain
An Angel in the Rain”
Your life is my prison of flowers.
Such chains of winter are my shelter.
I have been singing inside of these confines
Keeping me from the sky that I fear.
Your heartbeat goes by unheard:
A sigh in the glass of my wings.
The door is closed forever—
And I am afraid to leave.
Just give me a while to break
Because I cannot breathe without you.
Rain swept the earth from my bones
But I remain buried in the shallow dawn
Where I kissed you through the window
That looks upon the garden of...
Your life is my prison of flowers.
Such chains of winter are my shelter.
I have been singing inside of these confines
Keeping me from the sky that I fear.
Your heartbeat goes by unheard:
A sigh in the glass of my wings.
The door is closed forever—
And I am afraid to leave.
Just give me a while to break
Because I cannot breathe without you.
Rain swept the earth from my bones
But I remain buried in the shallow dawn
Where I kissed you through the window
That looks upon the garden of...
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
12th Oct 2022 8:33pm
12th Oct 2022 8:33pm
The Ghost
The Ghost”
You, you’re sleeping across the sea
While I am waking from strange dreams.
I saw no one whose faces I have known
But somehow you were there.
Still hours stand on the rising sun;
Their footfall echoes on the pallid sky.
My tears this morn have broken
Through veils of gilded haze.
There is the figure of a specter standing
In a breath that gathers the leaves.
How it sways upon the winds of dawn.
Does this breeze reach your distant shore?
The ghost speaks in words I spoke before,
Words that...
You, you’re sleeping across the sea
While I am waking from strange dreams.
I saw no one whose faces I have known
But somehow you were there.
Still hours stand on the rising sun;
Their footfall echoes on the pallid sky.
My tears this morn have broken
Through veils of gilded haze.
There is the figure of a specter standing
In a breath that gathers the leaves.
How it sways upon the winds of dawn.
Does this breeze reach your distant shore?
The ghost speaks in words I spoke before,
Words that...
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
10th Oct 2022 8:00pm
10th Oct 2022 8:00pm
Time
Time”
I cannot pretend to understand,
How I am younger than yesterday.
That this time of mine backward and forward flows
And what words tomorrow I never could say,
Putting my lips to a dead, quivering hand
In an hour that no-one knows.
I think I’m in love with that hollow laughter—
The way the moments claim I am insane.
Showing me today, tomorrow, and forever after
That this moment will not pass me again.
Yet I live here now, in an hour gone by—
Every day I waken, and every day I die.
I fear the chime may be the...
I cannot pretend to understand,
How I am younger than yesterday.
That this time of mine backward and forward flows
And what words tomorrow I never could say,
Putting my lips to a dead, quivering hand
In an hour that no-one knows.
I think I’m in love with that hollow laughter—
The way the moments claim I am insane.
Showing me today, tomorrow, and forever after
That this moment will not pass me again.
Yet I live here now, in an hour gone by—
Every day I waken, and every day I die.
I fear the chime may be the...
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#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
9th Oct 2022 00:36am
9th Oct 2022 00:36am
Please, Don't Let Them Take Me Away
Please, Don’t Let Them Take Me Away”
There is a voice that I have heard before tell me a lie
From somewhere long ago that I do not know
I told you I was sorry for what you had done
And I’d beg you to forgive me ‘till the day that I die.
Please, don’t let them take me away again,
I don’t want to hurt myself when you wouldn’t cry,
And beg the dead to take me home where you have gone—
The walls are cold, and they don’t let me look at the sky.
I told you we’d be here Forever if it only had been
A day away from the shelter of another...
There is a voice that I have heard before tell me a lie
From somewhere long ago that I do not know
I told you I was sorry for what you had done
And I’d beg you to forgive me ‘till the day that I die.
Please, don’t let them take me away again,
I don’t want to hurt myself when you wouldn’t cry,
And beg the dead to take me home where you have gone—
The walls are cold, and they don’t let me look at the sky.
I told you we’d be here Forever if it only had been
A day away from the shelter of another...
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
7th Oct 2022 4:24pm
7th Oct 2022 4:24pm
The Gates
The Gates”
I would like to walk through the cemetery
To ease the sorrow in my mind.
With the dead I may make merry—
The lights their memories carry
When they leave the world behind
Are shining like candles in the grass.
Someday, I through that gate shall pass
On the day I do no longer rise
With the silver pennies on my eyes.
You were lovely in your samite
As I bore you in the night
To your final resting place—
With the moon kissing your face,
You did not struggle as you were buried
You did not sing as you...
I would like to walk through the cemetery
To ease the sorrow in my mind.
With the dead I may make merry—
The lights their memories carry
When they leave the world behind
Are shining like candles in the grass.
Someday, I through that gate shall pass
On the day I do no longer rise
With the silver pennies on my eyes.
You were lovely in your samite
As I bore you in the night
To your final resting place—
With the moon kissing your face,
You did not struggle as you were buried
You did not sing as you...
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#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
6th Oct 2022 10:56pm
6th Oct 2022 10:56pm
Death is No More
Death is No More”
There is a stranger with familiar eyes…
He has journeyed long through my past,
Returning by tomorrow through the stars.
I was mourning the gaze that grew desolate
With the lost beauty that so delicately traced
The heavens recovering their borders
Where the sun kisses the thoughts of the dead.
As we rise with the leaves at the dawning
O’er seas that stand between our sunrises—
Dreaming while I wake in the depths
Of a night so far from your moonlight
Through isles from whence there is no return,
Save...
There is a stranger with familiar eyes…
He has journeyed long through my past,
Returning by tomorrow through the stars.
I was mourning the gaze that grew desolate
With the lost beauty that so delicately traced
The heavens recovering their borders
Where the sun kisses the thoughts of the dead.
As we rise with the leaves at the dawning
O’er seas that stand between our sunrises—
Dreaming while I wake in the depths
Of a night so far from your moonlight
Through isles from whence there is no return,
Save...
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#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
5th Oct 2022 3:39pm
5th Oct 2022 3:39pm
Another Goodbye
Another Goodbye”
My heart is insane—
All aflutter and stained.
I see you through a lens of blindness
Coupled with some futures and other pasts.
It’s a sigh I’ve choked on for years in my hands.
Did you hear the specters crying?
There are no corners left to haunt.
But how magically they speak through us
As we hide from the light—it invades our slumber.
The night is over, and its time for you to go again…
It is time for another goodbye.
Display tomorrow on a screen—
You don’t know what I’m dreaming.
I’m...
My heart is insane—
All aflutter and stained.
I see you through a lens of blindness
Coupled with some futures and other pasts.
It’s a sigh I’ve choked on for years in my hands.
Did you hear the specters crying?
There are no corners left to haunt.
But how magically they speak through us
As we hide from the light—it invades our slumber.
The night is over, and its time for you to go again…
It is time for another goodbye.
Display tomorrow on a screen—
You don’t know what I’m dreaming.
I’m...
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#LGBT
#transgender
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
9th Sep 2022 10:31pm
9th Sep 2022 10:31pm
Haunted
Haunted”
My heart is heavy with burdens
I wish had never been mine.
My soul is weary, and older than I:
How it found this body as a shadow to me
Is the answer of what never can be.
Alas! I taste the sleeping light.
It must be the blood of the moon.
Smoke fills the skies and whispers
In silken snow the voices of ash.
But these fires, they burned long ago,
I have forgotten the dawn of the flames
Of that winter beneath the iron trees.
Yet still I live among the wilted bones
While the petals wither like memories ...
My heart is heavy with burdens
I wish had never been mine.
My soul is weary, and older than I:
How it found this body as a shadow to me
Is the answer of what never can be.
Alas! I taste the sleeping light.
It must be the blood of the moon.
Smoke fills the skies and whispers
In silken snow the voices of ash.
But these fires, they burned long ago,
I have forgotten the dawn of the flames
Of that winter beneath the iron trees.
Yet still I live among the wilted bones
While the petals wither like memories ...
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#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
9th Sep 2022 4:42pm
9th Sep 2022 4:42pm
Home
Home”
It is a lovely home I’ve made
So far from the world.
Everyone is lonely here
But I am loneliest of all—
There is no-one to talk to here
Who has blood and skin and bones.
But they never laugh at me
When I talk about you.
They never question me
When I say I am afraid.
I don’t know why I can’t
Love you and live forever.
The funeral comes if you are on my mind.
The only thing I ask of you
Is please do not hurt me.
Don’t send me back to that place
Where I am not so lonely—
Please do not send...
It is a lovely home I’ve made
So far from the world.
Everyone is lonely here
But I am loneliest of all—
There is no-one to talk to here
Who has blood and skin and bones.
But they never laugh at me
When I talk about you.
They never question me
When I say I am afraid.
I don’t know why I can’t
Love you and live forever.
The funeral comes if you are on my mind.
The only thing I ask of you
Is please do not hurt me.
Don’t send me back to that place
Where I am not so lonely—
Please do not send...
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#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 2:46pm
6th Sep 2022 2:46pm
Cemetery Dreams
Cemetery Dreams”
I’ve walked this road before
With the bones that lie beneath.
I clenched a sweet long ago
Between decaying teeth
While a song played in my head,
And I sang it to all the dead.
Today, I wonder what it meant—
When I longed to bathe in death
To make you see that I love you.
But you had no use for death,
And all I have is my sanity.
You dare to call me mad
When you did not know a thing about me.
I sang the song, calling out your name
But alas! you never came.
And I recite a letter you...
I’ve walked this road before
With the bones that lie beneath.
I clenched a sweet long ago
Between decaying teeth
While a song played in my head,
And I sang it to all the dead.
Today, I wonder what it meant—
When I longed to bathe in death
To make you see that I love you.
But you had no use for death,
And all I have is my sanity.
You dare to call me mad
When you did not know a thing about me.
I sang the song, calling out your name
But alas! you never came.
And I recite a letter you...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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