well this is just something i did in about 10 minutes just now, i don't know if its any good but i like it, i thought i'd like to see what everyone else though - i have other ones that i would like to share but this i might show first just to test out the waters - just a bit of background on the piece, i'm not the most feminine of girls so i have lived with such commentary my whole life and i feel it doesn't really matter what i am

 

Ask me about my sexual preference

I’ll tell them what they want to hear

Deny it til the death of me

Truth is one doesn’t really care

I don’t really care for yours

So why should mine linger in the air

Linger for you to use it against me

Talk and compare it right down to my hair

Hers is not silky soft

She’s not really lady like

There is no explanation

So she must really be a dyke

Be a dyke how derogatory

Not only a homophobe

 mind stuck in the last century

Thankfully it doesn’t really matter what I am

Hopefully my mother still loves me

And I’m not disclosing anything

but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt me

 

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Comment by siamanto on May 17, 2011 at 21:24
yeah i'm not going to sit here and be like i was completely engulfed in sadness when i was writing this, but it came to me in a lapse of confidence and i wrote it and immediately felt better :)
thanks for reading it
Comment by Dallas Burgess on May 25, 2011 at 22:27

I like the poem. It has rhythm and moves quickly along. Also the rhyme does not seem to be forced it seems to flow naturally, at least to my ears. I like music in poetry.

 

Cheers

dallas

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