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The Living Room -A deep sea affair- (Please don’t drown)

It has been two years today
Since I have had a fight with my then girlfriend
And, crying bitterly, I entered the living room
Replied to my father’s concerns
And let him know his daughter was dating a girl.
No wonder he hasn’t spoken to me since.

But, this poem isn’t about me
And nor is it about a cousin sister of mine
Whose phone was found in the living room
Full with smuts and gay storie...

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I long for warm hugs on rainy nights

I long for good conversations on sunny days


I long for you in a world that’s tough on us

I long for you in a time that isn’t yet for us


I long for us.

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maybe, I.J.

i want to marry you.
maybe we'll both wear dresses 
maybe Skyler will be our best man
maybe my family won't be invited
maybe Steve will walk me down the isle
maybe our color will be black
or blue
or dark red 
or a deep purple
maybe you'll have half your head shaved
and I'll have an arm covered in tattoos
maybe our first dance will be to an Incubus song
maybe to an Ed Sheeran song

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Normalcy Bereft

They rewrote songs on the sceneries of their dreams,

under the same roof, in the same room, but alone.

Living in each other’s isolations,

so tiring, boring, sensual, overwhelming, warm.

In thoughts, several severely intimate moments had passed;

their knotted minds kissed intermittently, not seldom.


He knew he was boundless, liberal, enraged, , jealous, dizzy,

he thought h...

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I Lied


I have lied for so long I cant remember the truth,

Even though this is something I should,

I have lied for so long it has become my norm,

But when the lies are exposed, it will be a man-made storm.


I have lied to the very people I pretend to be close too,

Only for me to fool them all,

I feel I have been betrayed by the very people that love me,

However after all this...

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Drawn by senses pulling underground

We fill the weekend night again,

Determined we will spill a million selves who never come of age.


We are swarming fetish butterflies,

Whose daytime chrysalises sit

Cocooned in drawstring bags and holdalls ready for the outside world.


And like giant insects, flitting Moth-men

Buzzing round bright light and scent,

We all will vani...

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You come to me when I least expect it,

As my thoughts, idle, spiral into the inky darkness which envelops me


Rising in a euphoria of hazy violet, unanchored, until you materialise, suspended above me, 

Drawing them around you, immersing yourself in the haze, as you

Drown me in hazel and poison me with possibilities, each more fantastic than the last;

Tumbling into my thoughts, ...

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The Absolute Need

Owls hoot in the oaks

the jasmine is heady,

I look from the window

and watch them together

scoop the moon from

the shimmering surface

drunk & unsteady,

I almost believe

we'll be happy forever

I'm 54 and I'm ready.


I almost believe

we are marked,

we are blessed,

so I'm keeping the vigil

to h...

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What do you do with a drunk in GAY bar? - NaPoWriMo Day 3

What do you do with a drunk in GAY bar,
What do you do with a drunk in GAY bar,
What do you do with a drunk in GAY bar,
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Tell 'im, “sorry, it's members only”,
Tell 'im, “sorry, it's members only”,

Tell 'im, “sorry, it's members only”,
Early in the mo...

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Bruised lover

I once had a dream

Of life serene


Of boyfriend near

Of life so dear

With technicoloured glances


Was all a shock

When life took off

And threw me it’s enchances


I stuck at home

And took the blows

of life’s little altercations


I met a guy

Of married kind

And settled for an arrangement


As life did show

No soul...

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Dont be a cheap drunken cheat

Bored of unwhored

Of cunting too absurd


Of dreaming of believing

That something can be gleaming

In petty horrid stores


The unchanced englance

Of beer coloured trance

That stains you with that putrid glance


Its all too crap

The trap you hap

To seem much better now


Cast away your cast of strays

And think of better ruins



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Queer Terrorists - Collab with Brownie for OpenMind LGBT Special

I'm gonna cum all over this page
Swallow this microphone like a cock with rage
I is Brownie I is gay
Were queer terrorists today
This is Bidaman a suicide bummer

*The name's Bidaman,

wanted Suicide bummer.

My fingers tickle your insides like

an eclectic guitar strummer.

Like Oasis I'll strike a chord if only

the one,

till I hit you again and the bomb goes ...

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How dare a married male lover call his boyfriend a dick head

Self estimating

Self sublimating

Hear me and weep


Self comfortising

Self un-compromising

Hear me as I pleat



Self obsestising

Hear me as I squeak


Lay no blame

Selfish shame

Hear me as I bleat


Say no more

Behind closed door

Hear me as I eat


On souls that shine

Blissful times

Begat me as...

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Gerry Potter interviewed by Dominic Berry about 'THE MEN POMES'

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'The Men Pomes' by Gerry Potter
8pm, 29.2.12 - 3.3.12
Studio Salford, Kings' Arms, 11 Bloom Street, Salford £7 / 5
Tickets can be bought on the night at the door or bought online http://www.ticketweb.co.uk/user/?region=gb_northwest&query=schedule&venue=kingsarmssalford&month=1&day=29&year=112&interface=kingsarmssalford

Creator of Chloe Poems and writer of smash hit play 'Miracle', Gerry Potte...

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No cunt no cry

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Never have enoughness




Never play the gameness




Never to be shlyless


Gaydar your name

Show bums and shame

Please don’t txt again

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Do I text back the man I love

So tempted am I to reply

So tempted I am to be sly


To call the wife

Cause him strife


But I won’t

I shall be shy




I’ll hold my head up high

Withhold the urge to cry


Deny the feeling

Heart needs healing


Don’t you cry be sly




Wouldn’t do it


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Once-upon-a-time, a barman worshipped the Sun.

Worked nights so didn’t see much of it

but in his head he’d got stories of

the Fire God supreme,

Blaze Lord,

vanquishing monsters who'd eat out your dreams.


He called the Sun ‘Hero’,

believed it had six pairs of arms,

giant wings of flame

and the handsomest nose in the galaxy.

Made moons blush

and g...

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Homo World

What if homosexuality was the norm, not hetero-? A straight's 'coming out': Homo World, 



Homo World

Heterosexuality was unheard of in our town
the thing of New York, London, Manchester’s Mecca
on TV, in pamphlets
relegated to short stories
and Vaseline-smeared-porn. 
Rock Stars and Pop Stars
not everyone. Not us. 
Not in our town. 

Occasionally yo...

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No Strings Fun

Midst thighs of lies

And highs of tries

To meet the love you need

A seed is sown

Like numbing stone

Of petrified creation


A bump a chance

A boozd entrance

Of spectacles abhorrent


Tainted mirror in the glimmer

Sordid shapes that inward simmer

Showing you their beast their bone

Soon they shall be going home


Is this how the race...

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Should one assumes that all is done

The harm before us has un-spun

Don’t be defiant or reliant on constants life has won


For many changes can besiege us

Torment that sullenly un-shield us


A lover lost and friends that quash

A home for life or  troubled dosh


Despite the torrents cast before

Lets hold our head and say “what more?”


They s...

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Gay Divorce

Can I see an end to thee

Sending sordid notes of glee

Of lawyers letters threats and lies

That bring be forth this mans demise


You promised in your life with me

A funny sort of “c’est la vie”

T’was with no marrage

Yet divorce

To consider your law’s course

Of testimoniality

And coldness and extremity


I have no choice but to let go

Of my...

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Alone in Canada

There was a night in Montreal

I wondered of a gay man’s ball

I sat and searched the web all night

To see if there was such a site


I found a place called “le village”

With which its lure one should “homage”

Should I go or should I stay

Would be a wasted night I say


I sip my wine with glass a-brimming

Thinking of a good hard rimming



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Join me in this blessed spell

That cast me forth of wishes well

A love so dear that without fear

Shall bring beforth my lover near


Rok my love so pure in spirit

Fill you heart with thoughts elicit

Towards my soul my love my hand

We will together loveward bound


Touches kisses hugs and more

Shall befall us as our loves soar


Together we sha...

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The Village

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It has lost its spark,

Its draw and lure

Like the one night stand from a lusty bed.

No longer a moth to the pink booze-fuelled flame.

The vacuous occupants of hot and heavy bars,

Attract me less and less.

Distant are the memories of the great night out,

The random in that bar, the flirt and the pull in the other.


They all seem so young and insignificant now


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For Dicks

For Dicks

There are so many people with their dicks out on the net

I don’t want to watch a man wank off on Chatroulette

or see you sell your wares on interweb gaylairs, cock out

arse up, backwards lean, angles gleam’d to make you look

good.  No, thanks, I will not ‘post my cock pix pls’.


At least in a way there’s dignity in porn you see

for some might say at...

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Via Fossa

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Twixt bright lights and screams of queens,
A melancholy seed of gleam,
A chance regard or sultred beam,
On the face of loves new dream.

The lights a glare,
With music a blare,
The under-tonic sighs are there.

The lonely heart,
So bleak and dis-espere,
Another chanced look they bear.

Kindred are the many few
That gaze upon and ponder you,
Is it love or just a chance
Of ...

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