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Nineteen sixty-seven and I am a fag, not yet gay but definitely queer;
I can only admit that this is what I am because the law said that I could this year.
My dad works as a labourer, never brings work home. He’s quiet, though he has outspoken views;
not just on me, though he tells me be a man, but mostly on the tv news.
He hates politicians and he hates all police and he hates anyone with a car;
but he cadges a lift to get himself to work, always saying that it's not too far.
He doesn’t think that schooling did him any good but I don’t think that he was ever there.
I haven’t told him yet, that I am a puff. Mam says that she would never dare.
But I am.
It’s twenty-seventeen, I'm a transgender gay, dad and mum died a year ago.
I waited until my father was getting pretty weak then I told him what he didn't want to know.
He gave me some advice, the first I’d had from him, and he told me a secret that day.
He said for all his life he had lived a whopping lie, a bit like me, I didn’t like to say.
It seems he had ambitions, to give us something more, but felt that he was trapped by his birth.
All that he could do was to hope that things improved so he cast his vote for all that that was worth.
He said that he had wanted to give me a chance of getting up the ladder to success
so he voted with his heart, Tory every time...I guess it was tough to confess.
But he did.
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message clear, even to me. maybe even too clear (no, i didn´t say that)
i d like to give some suggestions
It is nineteen sixty-seven and I am a fag, not yet am i gay but queer;
I can only admit that this is what I am because the law said I could this year.
My dad is a labourer, not an outspoken man, just a man with outspoken views,
not just on me (though he says be a man) but mostly on the tv news.
---He hates politicians and he hates police and he hates anyone with a car.--- i would either erase that line or fill in another line that rhymes to "car" since otherwise it interrupts the scheme you kept in the rest of the poem.
He doesn’t think schooling did him any good but don’t think he ever was there.
I haven’t yet told him that I am a puff, mum says that she wouldn’t dare.
But I am.
It’s two-oh one-seven and I’m now a gay, dad and mum died a year ago.
I waited until my dad was weak enough then confessed what he must always have known.
He gave me some advice, the first I’d had from him, and he told me a secret that day.
He said he´d been living a whopping lie, a bit like me, i had hated to say.
Seems he wanted to give us something more but felt he was trapped by his birth.
All he could do was to hope things improved so he cast his vote for all of its worth.
He said that he had wanted to give me a chance of getting up the ladder to success
so he voted with his heart for the tories every time …it was tough to confess.
But he did.
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(05-09-2017, 11:31 PM)vagabond Wrote: message clear, even to me. maybe even too clear (no, i didn´t say that)
i d like to give some suggestions
It is nineteen sixty-seven and I am a fag, not yet am i gay but queer;
I can only admit that this is what I am because the law said I could this year.
My dad is a labourer, not an outspoken man, just a man with outspoken views,
not just on me (though he says be a man) but mostly on the tv news.
---He hates politicians and he hates police and he hates anyone with a car.--- i would either erase that line or fill in another line that rhymes to "car" since otherwise it interrupts the scheme you kept in the rest of the poem.
He doesn’t think schooling did him any good but don’t think he ever was there.
I haven’t yet told him that I am a puff, mum says that she wouldn’t dare.
But I am.
It’s two-oh one-seven and I’m now a gay, dad and mum died a year ago.
I waited until my dad was weak enough then confessed what he must always have known.
He gave me some advice, the first I’d had from him, and he told me a secret that day.
He said he´d been living a whopping lie, a bit like me, i had hated to say.
Seems he wanted to give us something more but felt he was trapped by his birth.
All he could do was to hope things improved so he cast his vote for all of its worth.
He said that he had wanted to give me a chance of getting up the ladder to success
so he voted with his heart for the tories every time …it was tough to confess.
But he did.
Holy shit, vaga. Thanks for the read through...I left a whole line out when I copied and pasted!
See the edit. Eternally grateful...glad you're taking notice 
Best,
tectak
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you´re equally welcome.
now it flows better, that line really was missing.
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I feel so fortunate in this day. Too fortunate, really. Flamboyancy has become the farce of pride. I'm now on an anti-equality drive in America.
That's because I don't think my generation understands the importance of Stonewall, the reason Pride Fest is alive, or how much we take for granted the freedoms we have. Pride has become narcissism. Being gay means (to others) to dress loudly, even if you're not proud of it. Act the stereotype others will accept because "being gay" is now less of an issue of equality-- it's now a reason to walk on stilts shoved up your butthole and to glorify the attention. Equality has become distorted.
I watch the film Milk to remind myself what had to happen for my sake, and I still feel like I don't fully "get it". Flamboyancy was important. Pride was necessary. Without being loud and proud, I don't think we could have been this successful. We've succeeded so much, though. Now it's time to simmer down and truly "be yourself".
Anyway, I appreciate this.
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(05-10-2017, 03:54 AM)burrealist Wrote: I feel so fortunate in this day. Too fortunate, really. Flamboyancy has become the farce of pride. I'm now on an anti-equality drive in America.
That's because I don't think my generation understands the importance of Stonewall, the reason Pride Fest is alive, or how much we take for granted the freedoms we have. Pride has become narcissism. Being gay means (to others) to dress loudly, even if you're not proud of it. Act the stereotype others will accept because "being gay" is now less of an issue of equality-- it's now a reason to walk on stilts shoved up your butthole and to glorify the attention. Equality has become distorted.
I watch the film Milk to remind myself what had to happen for my sake, and I still feel like I don't fully "get it". Flamboyancy was important. Pride was necessary. Without being loud and proud, I don't think we could have been this successful. We've succeeded so much, though. Now it's time to simmer down and truly "be yourself".
Anyway, I appreciate this. Cheers, then.Whichever way you hang
Best,
tectak
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