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The Burning Dawn

When the grip of our being obstinate clutches On the edge of a looming spiral. When escorting a change thrust A cluster of barbarous knives against us. We deal with this to accomplish A sense of pride in us, For what we usually ponder about, For what we usually act about, The Burning Dawn admires us.

 

When the solemn mind captivates one In showing what extremes it achieved, Just a look at ...

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BROKE BOY

A tale of a boy who lived by destruction

New toys at Christmas they'd break when he'd touch them

If the label said keep dry then no doubt it got wet

He scratched dvds and danced on his train set

 

He'd climb any height to get were was needed

Danger keep out but this boy proceeded

 

If he couldn't go through it  he went over or under

Mayhem on school trips  made sun turn ...

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Becoming Who You Are. A Transgender Journey

You are born in this world.

 

Born to a mother and father.

 

Born to be a son or a daughter.

 

The mould is set.

 

Your gender announced to the world.

 

Like permanent ink on a banner.

 

Its a boy! ,Its a girl!

 

Its a baby!

 

 

 

You learn to toddle.

 

Pretty pink delicate things,

 

Are given as gifts.

 

But you’d rather play...

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Fish

An unremarkable day in May,

though in retrospect,

the blackbird was peremptory.

And of course, there was

the fox at my door,

the night before.

                                                                                                               

I came inside with a handful of thyme,

greedily enjoying a prompted memory.

When out of the corner of my eye,

I did...

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BLESSED DANE

You struggle with choices but you dance through the day
Reveling your change but your beauty remains the same
With the many barriers on your path, you still make your way

Blessed Dane
Complex male feminity there is no other way for me to say your name
Blessed Dane
A friend, sister, and brother confidence is the identity, you maid

Your confidence is yours, not under anyone's control
Clo...

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Transformation

Poem of transformation...

The butterfly in the morning sun flutters with grace until his day is done
He's in and out of the beautiful flowers
To the music of the birds he dances for hours
Blissfully aware of his own handsome features
He's the envy of all the other garden creatures
Making the most of his time in the air
Embracing his life as if not a care
Made up of colour and symmetrical...

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Morning calm

A world of desperation. 

The face and the faceless. 

Indescribable yet on the tip of my tongue.

Impecability holds the key to power.

I stare out over the city on my park bench throne.

The morning hours calm my mind. 

Crows speak in their own tongue. 

I reflect on a night of dreaming. 

The number is 4. 

Time to let go of what I can no longer carry. 

My saving grace is ...

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When I meet her in the night.

When I meet her in the night

 

I had a date with silence last night, I remember what she said

She gently cuddled up to me then kissed me on the head.

 

She emptied thoughts out of my mind and poured herself inside

Then mercury that had set fast, slowly, began to glide.

 

No thoughts to fuel emotions and no actions from what’s felt

Then from the top she trickled down and ...

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A caterpillar's tale

 

Today I am a caterpillar, I am knobbly and green,
I cut that path through the leaf behind me, it shows you where I've been.
I crawl slowly on my belly and I am rubbery like jelly,
And if I should slip from this here cabbage, I might end up somewhere smelly.
 
But soon I will go through changes, that you would not believe,
I'll say goodbye for a while to the cabbage...

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