Tag Archives: LGBT Poetry

All Alone by Carol Robson

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ALL ALONE

I’m so lonely, all alone.

I sit here most days crying,

Yet again, all alone.

Trying to cope.

Never realised how hard this would be.

Existing here, now,

friends say it will get better.

I cannot see this –

I do not want this.

I really don’t want it to get better.

My heart beats with a never-ending ache;

My soul in torment, ripped by pain.

My love, my soul mate, my best friend

Taken from me far too soon,

Leaving me like this, all alone.

I will not be so for much longer:

I will join you my love;

Together again, forever my love

As it was always meant to be.

Then here, this place, this time

Will be empty, all alone.

©Carol Robson

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Born This Way by Carol Robson

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Born This Way.

The homophobes rally
governments and religions
cultures and societies
the elite
the ignoramus
and of course
the misanthropes.

Attacked by the homophobes
condemned by the abusers
priming the vulnerable
or do not accept
their own sexuality
yet continue
to live and pray
in their religious
patriarchal society
while wearing frocks
and a leader
with a penchant
for red shoes
who orders
don’t do as I do
but as I say
and they tell me
because I’m gay
that I’m destined
for eternal damnation.

Government’s corrupted
living with corruption
self-serving beliefs
lining their pockets
screwing the vulnerable.
I’m gay
and they reckon
I’m the one
who is “Bent”

Understanding
Acceptance
we are real
we won’t go away
we don’t corrupt
we are not a lifestyle
we were born this way.

© Carol Robson 2014

 

Fixation With Genitalia (Audio)

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Fixation With Genitalia

Fixation With Genitalia is a poem I wrote for my Fringe show Finding Me(Take Me As I Am) this is a recording from a show I did in March 2014 in Huddersfield for Tea and Tarts WI.

Copyright: Carol Robson 2014

Sod’Em (Sodom)

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Sod'Em

SOD’EM

(SODOM)

(this is a poem from my Gay Biblical Whispers Set: Sod’Em using Yorkshire dialect words, see picture for word meanings)

 

Eyup

Sitha  a reet rum lot these

nowt like being a bit blathered

heads together

having a good chunter

perhaps without gumption

can’t keep dawks off each other

having a fratch

or a good feight

seen by religious leaders

who are really

a reet maungy mardy lot

to be getting narked

with a group baht common sense

who appear to be fugglin

who they treat as Straif

or just the Trammel of society

who they would never Tig

or never Lig with.

 

Perhaps there was,

really nowt  indecent

perhaps they called,

each other Conny

affection shown,

just having a reet good time

they weren’t really bad un’s

just showing love

eeh by gum I love everyone.

Now then my flowers

I’m certainly not flummoxed

when I say they should have

huggered up and shouted

at the Mardy bums

SOD’EM ALL!

 

©Carol Robson 2013

Carol Robson Interview by Aysha Musa

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I was interviewed about my involvement with Hidden Perspectives (Bringing the Bible Out of the Closet) June 1st at Sheffield Workstation.

short extract:

Q: Your HP page says that much of your poetry is based on your life and experiences. How do you feel about sharing such personal things with complete strangers?

Answer: I write about what I know. I’m not here to force my views on anybody and I expect the same courtesy from others. I believe even those that have opposing opinions should listen to each other with an open mind and be prepared to be educated.

All the interview Carol Robson Interview by Aysha Musa.