http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R._N._Taber
An early
poem today, written in the 1980s while I was still recovering from a severe
nervous breakdown. I dare say some readers will find it just as relevant now
nearly 30 years on.
The poem has not appeared on the blog since 2010 and I hope new readers will enjoy..
The poem has not appeared on the blog since 2010 and I hope new readers will enjoy..
Now, there are
times when...if in doubt, GO for it!
G-A-Y, TALES OF
THE UNEXPECTED
An
unexpected kiss
sent me
in a spin as I hadn’t
really
thought much
about men
having feelings
for other
men like this
A knee jerk
reaction
was to
push you away as hard
as I
could, feign horror,
reel off
a string of nasty names
unworthy
of repetition
Oh, days,
nights, years
in a cold
sweat, trying to forget
how my
whole body
had
thrilled so to an intimacy
wringing
me to tears
I’d
rather cross the street
than pass
you, risk my confusion
spilling
down my jeans,
giving
myself away, wrestling
as I was
with my guilt
Such
exquisite passion
as I’d
never dreamed existed even;
if sex
with a woman
came
close, it had but transcended
a vague
dissatisfaction
We met
again one day
at a
in-service training session
about
discrimination
against
groups within society,
including
gay
Later, as
colleagues do,
we went
to a bar and chatted
over a
few drinks;
one by
one, the others left - till
just me
and you
I didn’t
flinch as before
at that
first, shy, unexpected kiss,
could
see, too, in your eyes,
brimming
with tender desire,
a way of
life we’d share
Copyright
R. N. Taber 1985; 2010
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