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A MISS to shatter an Historic MYTH. A quirky verse of one of our ancient myths by Tanya Allan

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Another myth is in my sights,
A well known tale of old.

Sir Guy the Gay, an epic poem by Tanya Allan

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SIR GUY THE GAY

In days of old, when knights were bold,
In a kingdom, far, far away.

What Am I Here

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I felt like sharing some more poetry with you all to tell another story. Just like my last one this one has a beginning middle and end. Enjoy.

Warning: The first Poem is pretty intense and graphic. FYI

The New Fallen Snow - A Poem of Fun

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The only transgender element in this poem is that it is about me and a friend having fun in the new fallen snow.

The New Fallen Snow
by Barbara Lynn Terry

The day was beckoning me to get up

Friendship

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Friendship
Copyright 2008  © prairie_girl_64 Melissa Dawn Northe

I look upon friendship as a challenge and a blessing.
I look upon friendship as a curse.

I Can Only Imagine

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I Can Only Imagine
Copywrite 2008  © Prairie_girl_64 Melissa Dawn Northe

I can only Imagine a world without hate and prejudice.
I can only Imagine a world without disease and illness.

The question

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The question

In life we ask our, selves questions
We ask our, selves questions like what am I,
And who am I am I really what I think I am?

We also ask our, selves questions like why do
I feel like I am a boy, or why do I feel like I am a girl

We might even ask our, selves why I feel like I
A girl when everyone says I am a boy, or why do I

transgendered love

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transgender love

love is something different for someone that
is transgendered, it is unlike any other love
it is about aceptance, understanding

it is about being with someone that can not
only see you for the person that you are on
the outside, but the person you are on the
inside

it is about understanding and looking past
what you was born as.

The Ballad of Nelly Pine

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'Twas the jolly crew of the Mary Deare in seventeen sixty-nine...
With a fresh wind on the Bristol Sound first sang ...

The Ballad of Nelly Pine

by Erin Halfelven

A Poetic Journey

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A Poetic Journey

I decided to try something different for this contest. I strung together some poems to give a span of a relationship. There is romance in here, honest.

Please enjoy.

Heather

Hollywood! The Theme Song

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I look at the clock and watch time tick by,
While we cruise down the block past the neon signs,
Gonna sing my song, gonna hear the crowd screamin my name,
Been livin life on these small town streets,
Ever since I first learned what to do with my feet,
But some day I'll head out to California, that's where I'll get my fame.

Hollywood,
Yeah, some day I'm goin out to hollywood,

The Christmas Message (revised)

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Kathy and I received a letter in the mail form her friend, about the loss of her son in the middle-east.
It had this poem with it.
I felt it needed to be shared....

The Christmas Message

Written by a U.S. Marine stationed on Okinawa, Japan

Picture Day

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Picture Day

This poem came to me in the last few minutes.
As I lay here in my bed trying to sleep, it just came to me. I don't really know why, but I think my muse might just be nocturnal...
Strange how the best ideas, come at the worst possible times...

One Day

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I got sent this the other day by my friend Anne. Unusually for her she was reticent to post it; she is usually quite straightforward about such things. Knowing the bare outlines of what likely inspired it I was touched and slightly troubled. A close friend of hers is fighting breast cancer, hopefully to win as best she can.

This was inspired, if that's the word, by the waiting… in an anteroom of an oncology ward. A place where courage is simple, yet beyond what most, fortunately, will ever need to approach.

I Know A Transman

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A poem and a statement all wrapped up in one tidy package. I wrote it this morning after a conversation with a friend... that really led to places that it shouldn't have but was a fun and entertaining conversation, anyway!

I Know A Transman
Copyright Edeyn Hannah Blackeney, 25 September 2007

I know a Transman who's partic'larly fun,

Pretty Girl

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This is a song that floated into my head this morning. If you can, try to imagine it as a capella with a slow-beat finger snapping in the background. The words in italics are meant to be heard in a deeper voice with more of a monotone than the regular text. This song kinda deals with...well...wanting to be a pretty girl. ;)

Pretty Girl
Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown

The girl inside

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The Girl Inside

 © Nick B May 2007

Here's a little ditty I put together over the last couple of days I thought may interest some. It's only short so there's no excuse for passing it by. If nothing else it'll hopefully make you smile and I'm sure there are some out there who would be interested if it really did exist...

POV -- My First Contribution as an Author

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POV

What do you see?
Is it what I see?

We look at the same thing
So why is it so different for me?

I wish you could use my eyes
and I yours.

But would that be enough?
We see not with our eyes.

How do we share our hearts?
How do we share our minds?
How do we share our souls?

Are we truly islands,
An endless archipelago of lonely beings?

Or is there a path to mutual understanding -
A place where we can share as equals

Someplace where we can see
And know our vision is one.

(C) Copyright 2007 Janet L. Nolan

The Journey

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This was written some 20 years ago in High School. It is my only attempt at poetry. Succinct is not in my vocabulary.
It is naíve and not fully realised, but the sentiment is real. I had considered posting this earlier, but… The efforts of the new BC poetess laureate Kate prompted a decision to do so.

Most Days

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Most Days

by Joyce Melton

Most days I can hold my own,
Most days I'm not alone.
Some days I'm sick and tired
Of missing you.

Most nights I can sleep all right,
Most nights when the moon is bright.
Some nights I'm tense and wired
From missing you.

Sunday night is not too bad,
Monday night I might feel glad,
Tuesday, Wednesday nights may pass
Without missing you.

Thursday night I'm not too sure
Friday night the pain is pure
Saturday I just might crash
'Cause of missing you.

Most nights I can sleep all right,
Most nights when the moon is bright,
Some nights I can't sleep at all
'Cause I'm missing you.

Most days I can hold my own,
Most days I'm not alone.
Some days I may slip and fall,
'Cause I'm missing you.

Most nights I can sleep all right,
Most nights when the moon is bright,
Some nights I can't sleep at all
'Cause I'm missing you.

But some nights I can't sleep at all
'Cause I'm missing you.
Mmm, hmm...Missing you...
'Cause I'm missing you...

Caitlan at the Bat

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Well it IS baseball season, and Earnest Lawrence Thayer probably does need a good turning over in his grave :-) Take me out to the (no) ball(s) game!

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