FIRE AND ICE

fire and iceIt began as a whisper, a promise

The calmest of voices whispered my dreams into my ears

And like a child on Christmas eve, I hearkened to it

I believed you

You began to linger slowly through the decay of time

Like a vine snake in a meadow, you slithered

Each day bringing you closer to your sinister plan

And with each passing day, the change became apparent

Frailness overtook me, threatening to shatter the very core of my existence

Like a virus, you spread through me faster than wild fire

You infected me with your poison

I was helpless Continue reading

HIDDEN PLACE

g-stay3I dropped the covers

On living the life I never existed in

Shut the doors and hid

It never crossed his mind

I lived in that cozy little inn

A place imaginary but real

Door creaked

Pulled fiercely

Frowns of laughter

Filled the town

Misery called his name

Stigma pushed him out

Anger and Strength walked in hand-in-hand

Fingers became brave

Courage now my feet

Door smashed and I walked through

I tore the covers

As I laughed

The world I knew was shocked to see

The rainbow I came to be

Written by Richard Moore

The Day I Find Out My Son Is Gay

father talking to sonFOREWORD: This poem was adapted by Teflondon from an originally written poem by Okina Idek, titled ‘If My Son Were To Be Gay’, and originally published on thelmathinks.com.

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The day I find out my son is gay

I will get on my knees and pray

Ask God to give him strength

For on this earth, Gay equals pain

I will call on him, I will say:

Son, I know it is who you are

But in society, we all play parts

No one will understand you being gay

They will fight you and break you

Hover and dim the brightness that is your light

They will discriminate against and incriminate you

They will judge and barricade you from happiness

They will not rest, son. No, they won’t.

But strive not to give up who you are Continue reading

WHEN LOVE KNOCKS

Kiss: Sean Chappin + Juan ValdezI knew exactly what Love would look like

I’d always thought

I hadn’t met Love yet

But I knew if Love wandered into my room

I would recognise him at first glance

Love would wear a crucifix necklace

Love would play acoustic guitar

And know all my favourite Beatles songs

I was patient

Love would come

And when Love comes

I would know

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But when Love finally showed up Continue reading

Questions Of The Heart

singles 34WRITER’S NOTE: This poem is dedicated to the moment I first ached to meet a hookup from Grindr, and to all those moments everyone reading this has desired that someone on the other side of the chatversation whom they’ve desired without meeting.

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Why do I think of you?

Why do I wonder what you are up to?

Why do I care what goes on with you

When you and I have never met

Is this love or lust

Or loneliness crying out for a companion Continue reading

THESE BRUISES

singles 23One

I wish I could nail these hands to the edges of stars

I would sacrifice this body to the sky

Hoping to resurrect as someone spiteful enough to not care about you anymore

Two

Staple me to a cross.

Pierce my side with a broken promise

And I will bleed all the crippled reasons why you deserve one more chance.

Three

Loving you was the last thing I felt really good at. Continue reading

From a Homosexual to the Forerunner of CHANGE

Screenshot - 5_7_2015 , 8_30_16 AMWe are born on the back of angels with broken wings and hearts that match perfectly

Our spirits have been rocked to sleep by the arms of an oppressive system

That steals pieces of our sexuality every time we blink our eyes

We are walking narcoleptics

We are sleepwalkers

Waiting to be touched

Waiting to be woken up

Waiting for somebody to care

Waiting to care about ourselves

And the people with physical features that closely resemble our own. Continue reading

You Can’t Save Them All

scared-black-manYou can’t save them all. It’s not for a lack of trying, because you actually do try. You try to be a good friend. You try to always be there, to let them know that it’s going to be alright.

But in the end, you can’t save them all.

The world is filled with many broken hearts, filled with many people going through unbearable emotional pain. And you try to fix them. You’ve gone through heartbreak, you’ve had your share of emotion-crushing depression and you always believe you can relate. You have that belief that if you could just reach out to them all, you’ll be making a difference in their lives.

But you can’t save them all. Continue reading