Watch it out there with the straight boys my dear x Style and grace are the things you embody My dear you are queer and fabulous But in a very sweet and slightly cottagecore way Elegance was perhaps not a word I’d expected But it felt so right as soon as you did You float…
Category: Poetry
Poetry: Valid
For Pied, who I have no doubt is almost as good a dungeon master as Leo. If I say anything more I am sure I will pay for it at my next session so I shall refrain from further comparative commentary x I’ve had it said to me that I’m happy And I’ve had it…
Poetry: Reformat
For Genius, who has a beautiful ability to network that’s tested and ready to launch Picking up and packing away an entire life Is the stuff of both merry adventure And deep ruinous grief But the road leads ever on and on And then circles backwards and forward again Creating kaleidoscopic shapes in revving harmony…
Poetry: Burden
For all those who carry stories they do not tell, let your heart be healed and love yourselves as much as I love you x To carry a burden of unbelievable weight My back bowed down by my head up and straight Has required of me more than just a good heart It has required…
Poetry: Cauterises
Fire burns in all of us but it doesn’t always scar A scalding outpouring of blood over rich bone Sometimes heals well and sometimes it heals twisted Echoing and remembering the times we were hurt Fire cauterises and stops the bleeding But the scars are there the damage is done And when we wake up…
Poetry: Just A Position
Telling someone to get absolutely fucked is not in any way shape or form a graceful event unless you’re in a bedroom with them and then (for some reason) it’s all of a sudden socially acceptable Funny thing context and it’s all about the juxtaposition of situations that take us from a moment to a…
Poetry: Honey
For a lovely lass whom I loved very much x She tastes like honey and moonlight And in the starshine she flew free Silver in sultry delight like an echo Of women long forgotten and her mood Rises like sweet sugar cakes in an oven Crackling with the fires of passion A kiss and a…
Poetry: Moments
It takes an awful lot of moments to make up a life Some of them beautiful, some of them funny and some of them full of strife But it’s the shades of grey the betwixt the between the open throwdown of good and evil That wars within all of us and in many ways shows…
Poetry: Quietly Into The Night
Underneath the gumnut trees and moon dipped skies Lies a hushed sleeper dreaming peacefully of sacred ties Floating connections undisguised by fiction or friction Puff quietly into the night and thoughts unnoticed and hidden Bubble to the surface and the visions he sees are sometimes cruel sometimes kind Always though a visage quiet sweet and…
Poetry: Moonbled
Part of my ongoing series Rivalry: A Tale Of Two Spies, this poem was written from Valerie to Rose while Valerie is being held in the Black Tower. in precious moments we rest our heads underneath trees we lie on grassy beds of flowers and freedom from pain and in truth there is nothing to…
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