Poetry Blogs (queer)
Nicola Beckett on Hypocrite Society (1 hour ago)
Nicola Beckett on These empty streets (1 hour ago)
Nicola Beckett on To My Daughters About Dreams (1 hour ago)
Nicola Beckett on My Very Own Abyss (1 hour ago)
That phrase you love to say
It has become overdone, cliché
No, it’s not a phase
Years, not days
I will not change
Not this way or that way
Though I may grow,
I may expand in waves,
I will not change
To fit your phrase
I will only expand,
Expand in waves
Is that okay?
That I will stay?
That I won’t change?
That I can only expand,
Expand in waves?
Wednesday 23rd September 2020 3:06 pm
This is a poem for a girl who doesnt know I'm in love
Her smile shines like the sun
Across her face freckles run
Her hair sits neatly just below her shoulders
Wish I would've told her
But now shes kissing her
And dating her
And saying it doesnt matter
And i'm gonna keep wishing i'm for her
But first loves are supposed to break your heart
So I'm gonna lie just to sav...
Thursday 23rd July 2020 10:56 am
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
till I hit you again and the bomb goes ...
Monday 19th March 2012 2:58 pm
Recorded live on Soundart Radio.
Tuesday 22nd February 2011 9:29 pm
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,
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
Friday 17th December 2010 1:38 pm