Ashes and Air• Show poetry

HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG!

I am the guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing ovation for his courage.

I am the girl who kisses her girlfriend on the sidewalk and laughs at those who glare.

We are the couple who planned and studied and got a damn good lawyer and BEAT the state that wanted to take our child away.

We are the ones who took martial arts classes and carry pepper spray and are just too dangerous to gaybash.

I am the transgendered person who uses the bathroom that suits me, and demands that any complaining staff explain -0itheir complaint to my face in front of the entire restaurant -- and shares with my other trans friends which restaurants don't raise a stink.

I am the mother who told her lesbian daughter to invite her girlfriend over for dinner.

I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.

I am the preacher who told my congregation that love, not hate, is the definition of a true follower of God.

I am making a difference. Hate will NOT win.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I did not write this mself but i loved them so much that i had to put them on my page...darkscaryfairy.

The shifting of the winds gale, calling into the deepest souls on Earth,
The saddness flows like tears from the clouds and waters the wild universe of life. the blazing fire and harsh winters battle for Domantion. What is control? Is it winning ? Or Giving into some one or something?

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The Witches' Rune


Darksome night and shining Moon, Hearken to the Witches' rune. East then South, West then North, Hear! Come! I call Thee forth.
By the powers of land and sea, Be obedient unto me. Wand and Pentacle and Sword, Hearken ye unto my word.

Cords and Censor, Scrouge and knife, Waken all ye into life. Powers of the Witches' Blade, Come ye as the charge is made.

Queen of Heaven, Queen of Hell, Send your aid unto the spell. Horned Hunter of the night, Work my will by magick rite.

By all the powers of land and sea, As I do say, "So mote it be." By all the might of Moon and Sun, As I do will, it shall be done.

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Ten Native American Commandments
Treat the earth an all that dwell theron with respect

Remain close to the Great Spirit

Show great respect for your fellow beings

Work together for the benefit of all humankind

Give assistance and kindness wherever needed

Do what you know to be right

Look after the well-being of mind and body

Dedicate a share of your efforts to the greater good

Be truthful and honest at all times

Take full responsibility for your actions

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Invocation of Being
Long have we wandered
and been apart from her shores.
Long have we flown on unseeing wings.

The eagle soars high on boundless feeling.

Long have we felt groundless
without root, or presence.
Long have we been valient in the name of love.
Long have we allowed nameless fears to limit our possibilities.

The forest continues it's endless cycle of the ages.

Long have we felt alone
in expectant solitude.
Long have we danced our own lives
to the dream of wisdom.
to the unbearable void of ourselves

The tide washes evenly on deserted shores.

Foreever we are one.
Forever we ignite our being
in the elemental fire of our spirit.

The golden age dweller.
The playful sprite.
The hooded wanderer.
The tortured seeker.

The power of being
is ours to hold.
The beauty of now
is here for the taking.

Forever and tonight,
we bathe in the majesty of wonder.


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