early poems
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#39 Grandma
My inspiration My understanding of the world My passion for life and compassion for others My love of reading You sparked it all Your beautiful quilts like a breath of fresh air in the otherwise dull world You always telling me great advice about life never failing to impress me You taught me to look Continue reading
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#38 Why!!!!
It’s a frickin great day today wouldn’t you agree And I mean I inhale just the get a sense of openness and freedom in the air Hav a cup of tea go and flee from your worries Get cool,get emotional Be sappy,be happy, be whatever you wanna be man Be queer (in this case meaning Continue reading
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#37 Underneath the ghostly glow
I’m a stargazer, eyes never falling from the skySpace above glimmers with the thousands of starsI came from the academy in the dead of nightLet no one barge into its hollow halls without due processNever letting their talks fall from my mindThe whispering the judgingSome see me as the heroTo those who misunderstand my actions, Continue reading
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#36 I do believe ( what do I believe in)
I believe in hardwork I believe in time I believe in respect where respect is due I believe in the power of words I believe that everyone has a little bit of light inside I believe in the clarity that a new day brings I believe in keeping pureness and goodness in my heart I Continue reading
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#35 Sweet Sweet sixteen
(note: I was such a little imature willfully naive kid when I wrote this one so please don’t take it to seriously) 1 I see pictures of it all the time when we were around family and my brother was still kind 2-11 I forget you all the time 12 when I got a guitar Continue reading
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#34 All the little things
The crooked yellow teeth from that unbelievable sweet tooth The freckles that only exist in the warm summer glow The hair windblown and tangled from a hectic daily life The delicate little right hand matched the strong and steady left hand Little imperfections that make up me My giant nose that protrudes in a beautiful Continue reading
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#33 Dance
(Note: Some time after this I will be sharing my completed works minusing the chapters for my books. This will include my tounge and cheek type essays, my charcter analysises of my favorite types of heroes from fiction, and anything else I can potenially cook up some time soon or that I can dig up Continue reading
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#32 Ode to my Combat boots
It as though I see real stars when I look upon those on my feet The rainbow flags rest above flying probably lower than they ever should The still beating heart lies above that The golden arrows upon what must be the beginning of my leg shaking with their rapid movements The camo one of Continue reading
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#31 Mirror
(Note: An ego boosting poem originally, now it just feels embarrissing) I don’t want you to ever say again that you’re not beautiful You have eyes that shine like stars and go deeper than any undersea cave Your wavy brown hair could carry worlds on it and still never fall flat Your cheeks the color Continue reading
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#30 Suzy
Just a little lost cat Looking for a home On the fringes of civilization where you and your family were found Near the edges of a family friend’s farm You were the most beautiful cat You didn’t yet have a name But of course I knew what to call you Suzy Should it be but Continue reading
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A passionate loving autistic trans man Who loves poetry, and the art of writing, have fun be nice.
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