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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri Mar 26, 2010 10:46 am

Your words made me sob . My tears fell like rain
My brothers and sisters gay pavees
how much have I contributed
to your pain.


Your words made me reflect
all the times her offers of love
i did reject
Activism made me strong and loud
but i could never say I'm gay and proud.


I keep the secret
and hear the wisphers
and hold the shame
deep inside i'm playing a dangerous game


Keep the struggle clean and straight
any mantra of diversity among Travellers
they tell us would mess up the issues
talking gay isn't quiet right.


The platform is to high for me to reach
My long dark hair
hoop earings my speech insighful
the pavee beoir me the little peach

Pavee princess
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sat Mar 27, 2010 8:34 am

hi princess,
fantastic piece once again from you,,
really well written,,
you have a true talent,,
was this based on anything relevant to your life now or in the past..

keep em coming, im a fan

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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sun Mar 28, 2010 5:52 am

so here is the 3rd chapter/series of tail-feathers guys,,
its the last of this series ill be posting.
hope your enjoying where its going..



Tail-feathers
Written by
****M*****W*****

Kyle is looking at himself in the mirror and doing different poses, when in walks maggot, maggot looks at him and laugh, “you wont need no small talk with the bird iv lined up for ya”.
Kyle looks away in disgust, he is being made go with a girl for christs sake he thinks to himself.maggot goes to the wardrobe and takes out a pack of condoms and passes them to kyle,, “here, don’t want to be a daddy do ya, im not ready to be a fucking uncle anyway”,
Maggot leaves the room and heads downstairs, as he does kyle takes out his phone and starts a text, as he does his phone rings, its William, he hesitates and scopes the vicinity to see if there are potential eaves droppers, with the coast clear he answers and takes a breath before saying in a cool well rehearsed voice heya.
“are you all excited about tonight then boo, I am, I got a surprise for ya to, your going to love it I swear.” kyle says back “ah im you know, a bit excited like, whats the surprise will, and my brothers wants me to go out with him for a while” will laughs then says “what! That cave man wants to socialise does he, and parade you around like a protégé , how quaint are the lives of the optimistic”
Kyle replies, I don’t want to go but if I don’t next time we meet il av a dis located nose,”
Kyle hears someone coming up the stairs and says I gotta go will,, will just shouts down the phone, my house at 9pm, 23 coatrun rd.
Kyle hangs up before his brother walks in, its maggot again, maggot goes for his bed, lies down and puts on the stereo, he looks at kyle and says, get ready were off in a while.
Kyle leaves the room and hears a can crack open, he just closes the door behind him.

CUT TO WILLIAM IN THE BATHROOM BY THE MIRROR

How the fuck am I gonna get my face right, im so pale. He looks around the bathroom for creams and concealers to hide his paleness. His mum comes in and asks what he’s looking for all the time looking at his face, she goes to the cabinet and takes out her foundation, she looks at it and then at him, here you go she says, this is what your looking for and hands it to him, he looks at it and then at her, he asks, is it, is that what I need, last time I checked I fucking needed a new body, not one that’s rotten on the inside, he breaks down crying. His mum comes over to comfort him and throws her arms around him and the both slide to the ground crying, he looks at his mum, his eyes red raw now and his face putrid looking, and says, what am I gonna do mum, I want to see things, do things, I want to be something, love something,
His mum interupts and says you will find love son, he says ,when? When im lay bald and fat on a hospital bed, in the next year or so.
his mum looks at him with nothing to say, he starts to cry again.
She looks at his new clothes on his bed as she peers from the en suite bathroom. Are they for tonight will, ,will looks at the clothes and puts his head down and says ya,,kinda.
His mum gets up and goes to the clothes, looks at them and says, since when did your waist get bigger, and your legs longer.
He gets up and reddens as he takes the clothes back,, he then says have I no privacy at all in this house, his mum looks unaffected by his outburst and laughs to herself, then says love, well looks like that’s already accounted for, you buying clothes for someone else, out of your own pocket money. she says all this in a light hearted way, he lays the clothes gently on his bed and says please don’t tell dad, about the clothes, and er, well just don’t tell him please. She looks at him and smirks and says, there’s lots I don’t tell him, so don’t worry.
The both hug and he says thanks to his mum, then pulling bac his head in mid hug says, oh ya I have a mate calling over in a while, were going out in town tonight, that’s who the clothes are for, his mum looks at him and says, well ill put out an extra plate tonight so, ill do something special, tofu or Indian,, he replies, how about pizza and chips mum, something normal. They both laugh and head towards the door, she stops and says wait before I forget, lets get this foundation on ya.



CUT TO FATHER SITTING IN LIVING ROOM READING

Wills father is sitting reading a daily newspaper and looks at his wife as she comes in laughing and full of make up and foundation on her clothes, then in walks a pristine looking will, his mum says, introducing William feathers the 2nd.
William comes in beeming with a white smile and true delight shown in his eyes, he says, t’da,
His father looks at the pair and looks back at his paper, will and his mum look at each other and shrug there shoulders, the father is engrossed with his reading material, but mumbles out, you look like two horrid gays, transvestites the both of you.
William stands upright and says, well sorry father but guess what, I came from what you had to offer mom, and if im the best you have to offer, then deal with it.he storms back upstairs and slams his door behind him. Meanwhile his mum and father are talking, his mum mentions he is bringing a catholic boy to dinner tonight, his dad jumps up furious at the thought, there’s no town gurrier coming in my house, that’s final, no argument.
She satnds up and looks at him dead pan, and says, my son is bringing a friend home for the first time in his life, for all the pain he is going through, well im sorry William, you’re my husband, but you’re an insensitive (struggles to get word out) cunt.
His friend will be here at 9, I suggest you go to you local and talk to your uptight mates while were eating, you can microwave your meal.he starts to stare at her as if to gear up for an all out onslaught on her but thinks better of it.he leaves the house and gets in his car.
She goes to the bottom of the stairs only to see will standing at the top, before she says anything he says, thanks mum.

CUT TO KYLE TALKING TO HIS MUM
Kyle is standin outside his mums room, he can smell the burning hash, although his mum is adament that she don’t smoke hash all the sons know it, he knocks on the door and waits for her response, he hears the usual scuffle in the search for the air freshner, then the ssss from the can, his mum asks whos there, kyle says its me mum, can I come in. his mum opens the door holding a pack of chocolate digestives and a cup of tea, whats up she says, anything wrong son.
He asks her for some money, money she says, oh it’s a bad time son, ive nothing for myself, he says but you told me that you would give me money for going out tonight, remember, and dinner tomorrow. Oh I remember son but what can I do, wait a minute, go over there, behind the picture of your uncle, that’s the pope mum, ya but only learned that last year ya plank, they laugh and he pulls the picture aside, and takes out a charity box for Ethiopia, he turns to his mum and says, I didn’t think ya were that good mum, I,I, I cant take it from the poor Ethiopian babies, why not son there getting that for 30 years, at this stage there coming back and saying thanks, anyway its not for them, its foor my tit job im getting, I left it in there because I know maggot wont rob from his own, sure he thinks he is black with the music he listens to.
Kyle and his mum laughs, he opens up the box and looks her and mockingly blesses his face. He takes out 200 euro and looks at it, whats all this mum, she smiles and says, that’s cutting out a bottle or two a week, and its for your birthday that’s coming up.
Kyle stares at the money, then tears well up,,his mum says, oh stop ya mardi bollix ya, you will ruin your mascara for tonight, shut up he says jokingly and wipes his eyes, he gives his mum a hug and kiss on the cheek, he goes to the door and turns to says thanks but becomes overcome with emotion and runs back to hug her again, and walks to the door, hang on his mum shouts, whats for dinner tomorrow, kyle thinks for a second then says, well what does that crowd like, pizza, chips, no Indian, ya Indian mum,
He turns and closes the door behind him, he listens for a second and hears the guzzling of the bong, he laughs to himself and goes to gel his hair.
Maggot comes into the bathroom behind him and says, right then, you ready, there is a beer in the rucksack were taking, you can have one, in fact you can carry them with us to the park.
The park kyle asks, yes the park kyle, or did ya think that we were going to dogma, ya mong. Come on, cant keep the ladies waiting.




CUT TO WILLIAM GETTING HIS CLOTHES READY

Hey mum, do me a favour would ya, iron these for me please, two jeans and two tops, his mum comes in and says what love, these , will ya iron them for me please.
She takes the clothes and sarcastically does a soldier salute, he looks at her and says, now please, its nearly 8.30, calm down will his mum says, your foundation will get blotchy and laughs on her way out, he shouts after her, you will be blotchy if you don’t do as your told, and laughs. William is in a panic and keeps looking at his watch, a few minutes later his mum comes in with the clothes, ah thanks mum, your great, his mum looks at him scurrying around picking up miscellaneous items, he turns to her and says, right out now, ive to perform my magic and they both laugh.

CUT TO KYLE DRINKING FROM A CAN IN A PARK

Maggot is kissing a girl in the dark, he looks over at his brother kicking tuffs of grass hoping not to get noticed, maggot goes to another girl and drags her over to kyle, all the others are eagerly waiting around to see the baptism of a straight, go on lisa maggot eggs on, shift him will ya, lisa turns around and says eh no, maggot, you fucking kiss him, no offence kyle, kyle looks up with a drunken glance and says, eh none taken. Maggot shouts at her, why, whats wrong with my brother, youd swear he was christy brown out of my left foot,, youl get my right foot now in a minute maggot. She turns to kyle and looks at him, then says lowly, your cuter than your brother, ill give ya that. She leans in to kiss him and the group erupt into laughter. They start to kiss and she pushes him against a wall and slowly moves her hand to his pants, his eyes are wide open and terrified looking, she puts her hand in his pants and grabs him, they both know that he isn’t erect, she looks into his eyes and says, don’t worry, at that she turns back to the group and says, I tell ya what lads, he isn’t lacking down there, we know how maggot got his name , well kyle should be called a fuckin snake, maggot looks at kyle and then to lisa and says, was he hard, she looks at kyle and winks then back to maggot and says, sure who could I not get hard and laughs and rejoins the girls of the group, the girls huddle in to get bthe info, one or two girls giggle and look over in a sexy and intrigued way, maggot notices and comes over and puts his arm around kyle and says, I knew ya had it in ya boy.
Kyle looks at his watch and says, shit im late maggot, ive to go, maggot thinks for a second then says ya go on, were heading into town now anyway and you wouldn’t get in anywhere.kyle looks at his watch, 9;15 im late he said, he starts to run to the road, he flags down a taxi and mentions the address, he sits in the back and in a drunken blurt of dodgy English he says step on it, the taxi driver turns around and says, here boy its cork your in, not the fucking states,. kyle notices the mud on his pants he gained while running for the taxi and says to himself, fucking great.

CUT TO WILL AND HIS MUM IN THE KITCHEN
Where the hell is he, looking at his watch William grows ever more impatient and frustrated, he looks at his mum and says, if that idiot doesn’t turn up il, il (doorbell rings) you will what his mums says with a smile, he looks her and says, whatever, he goes to the door and pats down imaginary creases in his clothes, he opens the door to see a staggering kyle standing there, kyles eyes open up when he see’s him and throws his arms around will.
Wills mum comes out to the door to welcome kyle, she see’s his drunken state and looks at will in a worried way, are you alright love she says, ya he says back, just a bit tipsy. Will stands with his arms folded in an unimpressed stance and refuses to help him in, kyle looks at him and starts to apologise, wills mum stops him and says, come in, you can have a coffee, straighten you up a bit.
Thanks mrs feathers, im really sorry though, see it was my brother, she brings him to the kitchen and sits him down, will is still standing in a defensive position. Kyle looks at will, will notices his apologetic look and huffs but loosens his arms all the same.
So where were ya then, its meant to be nine, no point now. Kyle explains the whole story to them.
The mother laughs at the end, well that’s what brothers and sisters do, they get you to make out with there friends, happens all the time. Then she stands up and says, right time to eat I think, you’ll need your energy for dancing, she winks at kyle who has gradually sobered up a bit, will is sitting at the table all prim and proper and kyle is trying to work out why he has so many different forks and knives on his side, he picks them up and says here have you got one, will starts to laugh and says, there yours, he goes through the whole information needed to understand the eating eticate.
Kyle is embarrassed at this.
Wills mum serves up the meal and looks to kyle and says I think as you’re the guest well leave grace up to you, kyle looks at will and says in ignorance, eh whos grace, will and his mum start to laugh, will says to his mum, neither of us are religious mum, get over yourself your embarrassing me.
They tuck into there meal.
After the meal is finished they sit and chat for a while, wills mum asks kyle about his family and do they know he is gay, will shouts, mum! Kyle reddens once again and looks alternately at them, eh no mrs feathers, they don’t, will interupts and says, so what if they don’t, you didn’t know I was till an hour ago, his mum stands up and says don’t be delusional my dear child, ive known for years, she looks at kyle and says when my lipstick went missing I only had to look under wills pillow for it, kyle and the mum laughs and will looks shamed.
Will stands up and says right kyle, iv got a surprise for you, upstairs we go, his mum says have fun boys, the lads head upstairs and she leans back on the counter and smiles to herself, she lets an inward laugh when she hears them laughing loudly upstairs, she is still smiling as she walks to put the milk in the fridge, her smile leaves when she see’s the hospital appointment left as a constant reminder of wills need to see doctors, she looks to the ceiling and hears the boys, she takes the note down and puts it in her pocket.

CUT TO THE LADS IN THE ROOM
Look kyle, what ya think, will is holding a pair of jeans up, kyle looks at them and says there lovely, ya gonna wear them tonight, no there for you, for your birthday. here try them on will ya, wheres the toilet, for what, to get changed, don’t be soft, here I wont look, kyle laughs, he takes off his jeans and t-shirt, he is standing in his boxers, he says to will, here what ya think, will turns around and is in aww, will says, erm well erm, perfect fit, kyle starts to walk over to will, suddenly will is stepping back and nervous, the tables have changed somewhat,. Will slips back on the bed and looks at kyle standing over him, will puts his hand on kyles stomach and says, your well toned for someone not athletic, kyle replies, does fighting people off during dinner count as athletic. they laugh and will stands up and puts his arm around kyle and says, so are ya straight, kyle smiles and looks in his eyes and kisses him, they kiss for a few moments and then all of a sudden kyle runs for the en suite and starts to vomit into the toilet, will looks on, puts his hand up to his mouth and blows to see if his breath smelt, will shouts in, you must be allergic to prods, kyle picks his head up and laughs, coughs and spits, then says back, its not that, when I kissed you I swallowed a load of make up.the two start laughing, a knock on the door brings them to stop, wills mum says from outside, are you ready lads, im going to give you a seat in. the two lads look at each other, will says give us 5 minutes mum, doing our hair. They scramble aboutt and get into there clothes, kyle notices a freash scar on wills stomach, he asks what it is, will looks at it and says, ah its nothing, now get dressed ya pervert, they both get dressed and kyle just lets the scar issue go.
They run down the stairs and get into the car, will asks his mum to play his cd, the music is pumping and the two lads are giddy in the back seat, bopping and jostling in jest. As the town centre approaches the lads check there hair and pockets, kyle takes out his wallet and two condoms fall out, will picks them up, looks at kyle and says, kyle tail, I am officaily in a state of sheer mortification for ya, my face has gone moulan rouge for ya, what are these then, huh kyle what are these, look mum, look what kyle has, will pretends to show his mum but allows kyle to retrieve them, kyle says my brother gave them to me, thought id use them with one of the girls, will takes them off him and says, here ill hold them for yuou in case you go all butch and straight tonight.
The car comes to a halt, wills mum turns down the music and turns back to the lads, right will you have my number, call me if you need me, have you enough money,come here the two of ya, she kisses both of them, will is embarrassed, they get out and wave her off, kyle turns to will and says, hey, did ya see that, what says will, kyle laughs and says the way she kissed me man, fucking tantric.they both start laughing.
The come to the club called dogma, they look at the menacing looking security and then at each other, lets give it a go will says. they hear the fresh sounds pumping from inside and the cheers from the ecstatic members of the dance floor.they get giddy and start to shuffle up the que they stand under the neon sign, will puts something into kyles hand, a pill, kyle looks at will and shakes his head, and says into his ear, I don’t do theses things will, will laughs and says ,there the legal ones hun, I stole them from my dads surgery , well then there fucking illegal will, will laughs and says just take it you pussy, kyle swallows it without much persuading and then asks what do they do will, will laughs as he sticks his tongue out and reveals that he didn’t actually swallow one, he says to kyle, enjoy the night, your Viagra should take affect in a bit,,,he laughs and enters the club through the smoke, kyle looks down to his crotch area and says , don’t you even fucking think of it right.he looks up and follows will through the smoke.

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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sun Mar 28, 2010 6:08 am

here is another poem guys,,i went a little off track with the tail-feathers piece.

this is again a fictional piece as are most pieces i write,,however i incorporate my emotions of the time write them, its basicaly about a guy who went to school with someone he fancied,,he asked him out but was declined,,rejection huh lol..its a common thing everyone fears,so i wrote a poem about it..and its title,,im not bothered about it,,well thats the answer people usually give when they have been rejected, they say it as a way of protecting how the feel,,showing a brave face lol...


Not that bothered about it

I asked you many times
About what music you were into
I never had the balls then
To say how much I liked you..
(2)
You said that we were close
Being friends all through school
But I liked you somewhat more than friends
How come life can be cruel
(3)
Iv seen you with someone else
And you looked happy not sad
But when you come and talk to me
I want to kiss you,it drives me mad..
(4)
So then one day I decided
I was going to give asking a go
I told you how much I loved you
Asked you out,, you said no.
(5)
I pretended I wasn’t phased by you
I hid my heartache with jokes and wit
I was absolutely devastated by you
But if you asked if I was,
Id say
im not that bothered about it



written by ***m****W****
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Mon Mar 29, 2010 1:27 am

Pavee princess welcome to the group and lovely poem :-)
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sat Apr 03, 2010 12:35 pm

We were dancing in the dark

Bruce wasn’t playing

Our bodies moving tongues touching

White trailor trash - pavess



Sexual politics an awkward game


Ambiguous flirtatious

No gender no name

Luscious enticement a release of the silent pain



We whisper and move


Reaching for courage - our nerves on the blink

Fumbling with buttons & zips undressing somewhere

Between a toilet and sink



The giggles from gals at the door outside

The bride and her maids

At a pavee wedding two beoirs kissing

Passion in spades



Help with the hair help with the dress


Join in on their mess- Don’t catch eyes

Hold the door wait until last squeeze hands

Inhale her perfume the moment passes




Pavee Princess


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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sat Apr 03, 2010 12:42 pm

hey princess
beautiful piece once again from you..
really lking and getting into your style.
i like how your use of words tightly holds the emotions of the actions those words are associated with..

i also like how you brought the words beore,bure, beour, (dont know the correct spellng lol) into your peom. it makes the reader realise where its comng from.

id love to read more,,please post..

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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri Apr 09, 2010 6:55 am

beautiful. theres certainly things we all want to say seems poetry and plays bring im out. amazing work
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Tue Apr 13, 2010 1:56 am

im amazed at how raw the talent is and how refined the work, keep it up everyone! This is one i wrote this morning. I fell for someone once, i fell and he caught me. We didnt work out as we werent meant to be and i couldnt hurt my family. my wife my beautiful children. This is for him tho not sure if it can show how much i still feel and fear him. conflicted and not yet whole. MORNING SIGH. In innocence our love was born into this world Drawn forth from darknes by an unknown design. Awakened by an uncommon gaze and named by self like an act of power. It shines in a brilliance of its own design sacraficed by the greatest fear. Always foe and frend, darksome and beauty beyond breath. Ynur voice, I remember it like the wind a dance of grass in the breeze your lauggh the glory of the moonlìght upon the silver water. Eyes like the ocean, a smile like the coming dawn, a heart as fiery as any sun. a past so hidden in the shadows of your heart... you still shine in mine.
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Mon May 03, 2010 11:41 am

In a silent room of praise and counting time, a lady waits, with patience tucked behind a wall of bone and a drowning sea of flesh.
She is part whore too, for every decent Eve, while, just like every-other-Adam, she twists himself, wearing a skeleton of need and the performance of expectation.
Like a hungry want, it is more ivory outside than in.
A red shield of reason warding brave thieves away from softer truth.
Dare we take a moral inventory from our shelf, tally stacks of memory in columns labelled both hope and fear. A fire-sale, held in a two-euro shop,where everything is cheaper when lonely.
Through kind words she finds her worth more valued than denial ever was.
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri May 07, 2010 1:34 pm

well it seems i have wandered away from the forum for to long.
fantastic work casey, really like the piece you posted. about time you got one on lol,,and it was worth waiting for.
a feeling of deepness and emotions from it. its a type of poem that illustrates with words but portrays a mental picture..

jonnie me auld flower lol,,
another brilliant piece once again from you. the [person in question must indeed be a part of your deepest emotions and within your heart. a lovely piece and holding a lot of romance in it. i really enjoyed it. get me more..

everyone, try get some piece in on the thread. its a great way of expression.

i myself need to get back and write something fresh because most of my posts are dealing with my past.
finished college untill september so i have more time to come online and keep in touch wth the forum also....

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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri May 07, 2010 2:17 pm

Do! some of the stuff s great! like caseys and pavee princesses ones
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri May 07, 2010 2:21 pm

i intend to lol,,
just need me muse,,where ever he is gone i dont know..

i think ll work on a poem for the next post, i hgave been posting to much plays and stories lately..

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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri May 07, 2010 2:24 pm

abstract and vivid. Poetry hurts. Your writing has strenght.

Casey don't make me cry again.

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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Mon May 10, 2010 3:47 pm

pavee princess wrote:
abstract and vivid. Poetry hurts. Your writing has strenght.

Casey don't make me cry again.

Pavee Princess







You’re freaking me out!









I freaked you out


Is what I heard you say


This over crowed site


The loneliness – Invisible is how I’ll stay.





Washing the windows of the trailer


Shining the water can


Swallowing the bleach


A clean little beoir – Catching a man








A fling – responding to curiosity


Inquisitive A test - you trying “it” out


Kissing passionately,
pulling me in


Your warning “I’m not
queer, this is a sin “









To protect your name you throw me a clout –


Leading the crowd - Shouting & roaring


Punching, kicking -
my blood, my bruises,


“ don’t worry ducky I won’t bring you out”











Many years later - at a family event


Our eyes lock


Silent language


Only beoirs know





Privacy - The bathroom


I lean over the sink


You talk and touch my
hair


The zip of my cosmetic my bag





It just won’t open


Handing me the cream -Sharing a lipstick – renewing that
kiss


An intimate moment - your violence – your guilt –



a silent apology I accept





You never left him” -


I want to scream, the
tap is running


Squeezing the soapy foam


The water, the sink, the vortex,


Of your shame








Our hands find each other - the wedding ring


Bounces towards the plug hole - Whispering while


Slipping on the ring - your breath your voice


Reaching the door you
shout


“I still think being
gay is a sin “






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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sat May 29, 2010 12:27 pm

A compass without a north

Night falls on red eyes
While scavenger's scurry for the unborn prize
Chasing images of my own design
Illusions of a different kind

Wandering in a waking dream
Searching for the answer inside
...A Broken spirit
...A tattered pride

Illusion slowly fades,
For it was meant to be a tragic story
floating on the choices made
Losing hope in all its glory

And who am I to play a part
a role among the living
For who would want a part of me
To give what I am taking or take what I am giving

I can scream and echo out the pain
Hiding in my body in the shadow of a game
Let this teach me and give me strength
I just want understanding to be sane

What do I create now
At a crossroad in my depression
Let purpose be the burning desire
Made anew with life's harsh fire

Bound by the cords
costly and free
Discovering who I am
And the struggle to just be
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sat May 29, 2010 1:37 pm

excellent work guys,.enjoying your pieces alot.,keep em coming../
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri Jun 11, 2010 2:28 pm

There is so much talent here, rare and smooth... I hope people keep writing, words like this need to be heard
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sat Jun 26, 2010 3:14 am

a tear falls to the ground,
a smile is replaced with a frown.
a child plays with his toys
unknown to him the pain,
a tear falls from one of the boys,
a tear, from fear, life's hardest stain.

is it right that, that boy
should have grown up as a lie,
is it right that some other boys,
live a lie and a lie they will die.

information and education,
is what is needed for forward motion.
educated the young now
to help stop coming out being a commotion.

someday we might understand,
the truth behind the shrowd.
and when falling upon that realisation,
we can shout aloud, and from the crowd.

pride is something we feel,
something we ignite from hidden flares of injustice and pain,
from the pain of knowing what is actually right,
what's actually right is not feeling the pain

a march for recognition,
a step forward to equality and learning,
with many steps forward,
the wheels of change keep turning.

the time has come now
for travellers to march with the rest,
and god bless those who participate,
for it is those who test, that need to be blessed.

equality for all
and for all the right to be here,
whether it be straight, transgendered
bisexual, lesbian or queer..

good luck to all in the march.

peace..
flower jocolor cheers
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Thu Jul 01, 2010 5:37 pm

Hey 1of-dem, Thank you for marking the occassion so beautifully. There is some incredible work here in this thread, well done on getting it started. It's looking like it could be gathered together. Even if the writers faces are not seen or your voices heard, you're words could be shared.

I watched that awful show on tv on Monday and heard more offensive stuff on the radio yesterday about Travellers. It's so hateful and makes me sad that those voices are so loud and yours so soft.

Please keep producing your words and sharing them here. I think it's important for others to know of your experiences. The good thing about this site is that it's possible to write and not identified if you wish. You will inspire other lesbians and gay men from both the Traveller and the settled community. I hear people speak highly of the voices of Travellers they read on this site.
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Sun Jul 04, 2010 2:41 pm

I walk by. I see you. You see me.

My heart pounding.
Almost exchanged in a glance.

I hide quickly.

You don't know me, I'm sure I'd never cross your mind
But
I would give you the world

Your silence asks... Who am I?
I am a shadow.

For you never noticed me, to you I am nothing but invisible.
The invisible man.

Wearing dark, a longing for you.
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Mon Jul 05, 2010 6:26 pm

Thats great Guiney,its thoughts like those that I bet we all feel sometimes,pasing people by and wondering.We are each of us an island in many ways,self contained and seperate.
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Fri Jul 09, 2010 3:13 pm

fantastic piece of creativity guiney, i am well and truly impressed and moved by your words.
im sorry if i didnt get a chance to comment earlier, but my bloody laptop is broken and im only on a friends now, but well done on gettin a piece on, i really enjpy reading everyones poems as they appear on here, keep them coming guys,,

peace............... rendeer
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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Thu Dec 30, 2010 3:38 am

its been a while guys, busy with college life. i have approached a few different poetry and short story publishers in the past few weeks , and thankfully a few have returned emails with advice. im looking to have a book of poetgry published as well as a novel by the end of 2011, with the help of god that is..all the poetry that might get published if it works out, will all be published here first as i think it is only fair to include this group in any endevours of mine in the future..

do critique all the work i will post here as it will be helpfull to me in knowing if i am hitting the emotional targets
i set out to achieve.

Rememberance of the forgotten



I remember the days that i sat next to you,

Swapping our notes on the exam we had to do.

I remember your face when you got a great grade

I got a lower one, although your whole result came from the answers i made



I remember when we were playing soccer

on a day that the frost was eating our toes

we smoked a fag under the bike shed

and shared our thoughts on our foes



i remember when we talked for hours

about what we will do when we leave

some crazy ideas and dreams

that only we could believe



i remember how you told me that we are the closest of friends

and that our friendship no matter the problem will never find an end

i remember how you told me, sure fuck them and who cares

we i remember how i agreed like a fox in one of life’s snares



i remember when we were both 18 and went out for a drink

a scoop, a fill, a pint and a few merry jars

i remember all the problems i had that night

when i was refused in all of the bars



i remember when you said to me as i waited outside

wait here for a few minutes and ill talk to the manager inside

i remember waiting for over an hour in the rain

i remember when you came out blush face and i never complained



i remember when we went to the city

to go to “the best nightclub around”

i remember you going in as usual

as i was left to wait next to the rejected and ejected’s stomping ground



i remember a few weeks later how you said we should make new friends

we are both getting older and bolder and sure who needs to pretend

but i know what the reason was and it was simple to see

you were a “normal” guy, as apposed to a traveller like me

its funny how i remember, all the things we said we would do

its funnier how you forgot, and now there is a nice normal group surrounding you.


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PostSubject: Re: Personal poetry: Post and review   Thu Dec 30, 2010 3:41 am

a shorter one and kinda off the traveller angle, which is good for diversity, which in essence is what i need to achieve a larger readership..

Winter tan’s



As the snow glittered my driveway and the cold beat my face

I looked to the stars and wished i was in a warmer place

The heater is blasting out all its expensive warmth and glow

And i not much warmer and no rosiness to show



I start up the motor and hear how it coughs

As though almost in pain and crying out for heat

As the snow glittered my driveway lined perfectly like pigs at a trough

and the cheap two euro socks don’t protect my crumpled cold feet



im just waiting for the rain to bring the welcomed degrees back again

and maybe i like my car will stop coughing in pain.

Its Ireland i live in and not fucking spain

So why am i caught off guard by the cold, the mystery remains


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