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dianneking · 11 months

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This is for all the ones that were told "It's just a phase"

This is for all the femmes who were told to "man up"

This is for all the mascs who were told to "be more ladylike"

This is for the "they/them is only plural"

For being told our love is innatural

This is for the stares

This is for the subtle jabs

For the uncomfortable family dinners

For the fear of coming out

For not feeling right in the shoes society tells you to fit.

I see you.

I am so proud of you

We are one and infinite

We are Pride.

#Pride month #dianneking #dianneking's poetry corner #Queer poetry #lgbtqai #Lgbtq poetry #Poem #Queer poem #Pride poem #Pride poetry #Lesbian #Gay #Trans*#Bisexual #Queer #Pride fam #Pride #they/them

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sunnymeddows · 1 year

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loving

is the bravest thing

Trust me

it's hard

impatient, anxious

terrible

impossible to un-see

meaning

for better or worse

years

living.

I love

my

love

"love my love" by Julien May (2023)

#blackout poetry #my work #my poetry #national poetry month #sapphic poem #queer poem #lesbian poem #lesbian #queer #sapphic #my art

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wordsarefakeokay · 2 years

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Life happens around you when you're in the closet

You learn the word gay and you see the flags and you know one of them is yours

And everyone else around you is living their life while you figure out which one is which

Who am I attracted to

What are my pronouns

Am I attracted to anyone

Who am I

And the friends you know who have a handle on how to express themselves well

They're having their first kiss

They're going on their first dates

First girlfriend first boyfriend

First anniversary, meeting the parents, learning what it's like to have a significant other

You're fighting all these terms inside your mind

And you don't even know which word fits you so how do you tell someone what's going on

How do you get help if the people you're supposed to be able to turn to aren't for certain safe

So life goes on outside the closet you're looking from

One day you'll join, I promise you

I promise you because I have joined life as a queer person and there's so much of life to live little one

One day you'll live in the sun as your full authentic self and you will be okay

It took years and years for me

Past middle school pubescence, past high school struggles

Past college for me

Past early adult years

And let me tell you

There's comfort in the closet but the truth in the light of day will feel like home, you'll see

We'll all be here when you're ready

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sugaronyourtongu3 · 5 months

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A poem about getting top surgery from my upcoming zine ‘biggest fool of ‘em all’ part two.

Available for mail order for a donation of your choice to go toward my top surgery fund.

Send a message through tumblr or an email to [email protected] to nab a copy.

Support a punk trans artist.

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amalgamationink · 1 year

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transmonstera · 1 year

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HUNGRY FOR ME - transmonstera

when i say my love language is to provide i mean myself entirely and wholly to those who can stomach me / who can taste me in all my bitter to find the sweet and keep going / who can swallow me whole and not spit me out / though i often confuse my need to be useful as a want to be consumed / and so i have been left half finished more times than i care to recall / my remains pushed to the side of the plate to signal that they were not only done with me but i was not what they ordered anyway / but with you the only burden i wish to be is the work of your jaw to chew my meat and crunch my bones / be careful not to choke on me my love / i wish to nourish you and keep the cold at bay in winter like a hearty bone broth / i wish to be the sweet fruit that perks up your mood in the heat of summer / and i won’t say anything about the juice dripping down your chin except i will and you will smile / and all i can say is i promise it will be worth it / please don’t give up on me because i am an acquired taste / refine your palate and finish me / and by the end when there is nothing left of me you will simply be someone who is full of those you have loved before

[IMAGE ID: "please don't give up on me because i am an acquired taste / refine your palate and finish me" in bold white text. the background is a collage of pomegranates alongside a cut out image of a partial face eating a peach. the peach is edited to be red with the juice dripping down the face's chin appearing like blood. everything aside from the eaten fruit and juice is black and white. the image is decorated with stars and hearts. END]

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mothmanbelothed · 1 year

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i love boys

i love boys and the way their shirts lift up when they stretch

i love boys and the way their laugh roars through a room

i love boys and the way they smile

i love boys and their stupid jokes

i love boys and the way their hair falls perfectly

i love boys and their excitement

i love boys but most importantly i love him

#ftm mlm #poetry #mlm yearning #gay mlm #gay poetry #gay yearning #mlm concept #mlm #gay #achillean #mlm poem #queer poetry #queer poem #gay boys #queer #ftm #trans ftm #transgender #transsexual

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jrambles · 11 months

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happy pride.

-my poem

#pride #poetry #poem #spilled ink #my poem #poems #poets on tumblr #original poem #my poetry #mine #jrambles #queer poem #queer #pride month #queer poetry

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hotchocolatewithsex · 1 year

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A ‘beautiful girl’ rots away, her skin sallows, hair sits lank across her face, her eyes glazed over. Nothing moves. Now He lives her life, his skin glows in the sun, hair washed and soft, his bright eyes shine. He is moving so very fast.

#poem #transgender #trans #ftm #transman #depression #death #decomposition #short story #queer #queer poem #asphalt originals

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revenantpoet · 1 year

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Observable System Transcendence: A Collection of Signalis Poetry

I did it! I wrote fifty-six poems, one for each track on the Signalis soundtrack, and wrapped it up into a nice, shiny collection! It’s still up on AO3 and here on Tumblr, but I’ve added in a bonus poem and made it into a nice ebook over on Ko-fi! So it’s basically a fancy tip jar, which will go towards some urgent vet bills and house repairs breathing down my neck right now.

This was one hell of an ambitious project, but I never once lost inspiration. Signalis is one of the most beautiful creations I’ve ever experienced, and the fellow fans I’ve met along the way have been some of the coolest people I’ve met. Thank you so, so much to anyone who showed me any support <3

#Signalis #Signalis Game #Poetry #Poem #Horror #Horror Poetry #Horror Poem #Writeblr #Writblr #Queer Poetry #Queer Poem #Queer Poet #Poets on Tumblr #Poets of Tumblr #Poems of Tumblr #Poems on Tumblr #Observable System Transcendence #Ebook

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thanacon · 4 months

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Quiero amar como lo haces tú.

Unexpected kisses, soft as velvet, I flinch when you raise your hand You raise another in an attempt to reassure me you're not like the many hands I've felt before My walls are paper thin as long as you're the one whose forcing himself in

#original poetry #original poem #queer poem #queer poetry #mexican poetry #mexican poem #poems on tumblr #poems and poetry #love poem #love poetry #poemsbyme #my poetry #rapeculture #rapeawareness #trauma

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madi-konrad · 10 months

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When you ...

No, I need to work up to it.

So, last night when I talked about complexities inherent in story structure and a tight screenplay

You

laying there patiently fingers on my arm

I lost my train of thought your fingers reached my soft shoulders you did that *thing*

You know

at the nape of my neck and I fell

on the bed

then, you

you

ngh. fuck it.

You kissed me, and I ...

...

I ...

... yeah That's it End of poem.

#poem #wlw poem #wlw poetry #wlw #wlw yearning #sapphic #lesbian #queer #wlw art #queer romance #wlw aesthetic #lesbian poetry #lesbian poem #lesbian art #queer poem #queer art

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baudelaire09 · 4 months

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ache of narcissism

by felix baudelaire

do you think when narcissus first looked in that pool,

he saw for the first time someone worth loving,

and, carried in the reflection of the water,

he finally saw his own worth?

do you think before

he spent so long avoiding his reflection

because he only craved it reflected in the eyes of the ones who adored him?

because it was the only way he knew his worth was true-

that praise, the recognition-

something he craved like ambrosia,

wishing to be a god just to taste the truth

do you think when he caught himself looking in the mirror,

he scrutinized every detail,

scraped across his reflection over and over again,

catching every imperfection, staring

until he could not bear to feel anymore,

swearing to himself he would be perfect

if he could just

try harder

do you think narcissus was very lonely?

and although he might have seen the love he was presented with,

savored it like a sweet blessing;

still it felt hollow and temporary,

still he craved and lusted for the feeling of it

do you think when he saw himself after his curse,

he saw his beauty in a way he could accept it,

with softness and silver moonlight,

and he felt something deep after being stuck

so sharp and shallow and lifeless?

do you think when he got stuck looking at himself,

after so much mockery and scorn,

he realized the only acceptance he craved was his own?

and, reflected, was like sweet ambrosia easing his hunger;

he didn’t want to look away for fear of feeling it again,

he would rather have rotted to a corpse never feeling it

than rip himself away and crave endlessly again

do you think i’m a narcissist if

i feel his cravings echo centuries later,

his hungering for godhood

and adoration,

his yearning for something to drag me in and

let me linger,

for something that will make me taste

that sweet ambrosia,

something that will let me love myself;

or do you think i’m just self absorbed?

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september-poetry · 3 months

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forest of stars

the way your skin looks in the light

the way it becomes a galaxy

a warm-toned sky of constellations

there's an invulnerability to your touch

the comfort of being held

so hold me my dear

and dont let me go

your eyes are a deciduous tree

a fallen hero of decaying leaves

achilles of the forest

let me lace your combat boots to keep you safe

the ephemeral nature of falling in love mimics the heat death of my heart

the river styx in my veins

unbreakable yet fragile

an experience of contradictions

an effervescent breath

ive fallen into a nebula

a creation of vulnerability and the death of being alone

a metamorphosis of being loved by someone

into being loved by the self

15 / 01 / 23

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logicaldreamer · 1 year

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it took me a long time to learn I was queer but I knew I loved you the first time I saw your turtleneck crop top & shorts in the summer that rained so much we wrung out towels we used to dry the floor we slept on & the mosquitoes were so bad I bought topical benadryl & bathed in it until I feel like a child with you & also the most grown up version of myself one moment we are in bed skin pressed against each other & another we are drinking tea in a coffeeshop & then we are talking bills & pap smears & all these unsexy things that still make me want you in every place I have ever been to & all the ones I have not yet I think we will get through it (adulthood) I mean I cannot wait to be old with you

g.t.e. // poem for a year

#anniversary #queer love #lesbian #love poem #poetry #queer poem #queer poetry #poets on tumblr #queer #gay #lesbian poet #love poetry #quotes #qotd #love quotes

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amalgamationink · 17 days

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NAPOWRIMO24 #11: (on my refusal to say which poems are about my partner)

#prompt: write a monostich (a one-line poem).#there was technically also an option to write a poem that was a series of one-liners. and i may return to try that prompt also.#but since i struggle so terribly with brevity i thought this would be a good - if uncomfortable - exercise. and it was.#(the scenario in question is pretty much made up. he knows which ones are About Him)#but I'd basically stopped writing when I met him and he was the one who got me to start again. so yk. in a way they're all for him #except the sad stupid ones. he's more than welcome to refuse to take those. i get it #napowrimo #napowrimo 2024 #spilled ink #poetry #poets on tumblr #poetry on tumblr #poems on tumblr #love poems on tumblr #love poetry #love poem #queer poem #queer poetry #queer poets on tumblr #monostich #writeblr #poem #damien.txt #img desc in alt text

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