Gay-Themed Poems

 
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no closer match

once, when young and innocent
i found another way—
derivation,
from consensus,
from the norm.

the tumult
that ensued
caused much wringing
of their hands,
'our child is
no more hidden
in the guise 
of young demeanor.'

they said tainted,
you were baited,
you will mourn
your too young entry
to a world
of primal feelings
dark with lust.

hear their anger
feel their fear,
guilty, i touched flesh!
they whisper,
i have fallen
into a pit of fire.

but i've come 
of age now
and know 
just what i did.
i touched him
lost my breath—
i'm attached
no closer match.
they were wrong
i still hang on—
i am witness
of exactly
how to love.

9/81

 
	learning love

when the sun
passed from aquarius
into the water sign
i finally learned
at last
the grief
from loss of love.

i placed high expectations
too far above my head
and tho i knew
they'd fall real soon
i felt i should be learning
to deal with misplaced love.

was cold and rainy out
that night.
i went into the street
and shed my tears—
feeling like a fool
for longing love.

now i know the password
yes, caution is the key.
now the grief is gone
yet my love goes on and on.

seems love is not emotion
like i thought before i learned.
my god, a state of consciousness
is evident with love!

4/83

 
enraptured

with the grace of his touch
you awaken at last
to the longing
deep from your heart.
you melt as if one
feel the desire
the union 
turns sadness to gay.

captured,
enraptured,
connection
at last.

they can boil
in their anger,
they can seethe
to no end.
you know different,
no one else,
does it better
quite like him.

7/82




	toujour gai

you're frightened now
i'm sure.
when i touched you
was nothing less
than bliss to you and me.
but virgin
as you are
you turned scared
you couldn't bare
to touch me back.

not so long ago
i, too, was fearful of
the love that we must hide.
but day, by week, by month
i reached out further still
to still the trembling heart
there on my sleeve.

and now you too can see
awakening of prime ecstasy
past agony,
anxiety,
you, too, must choose
with who you'll do.

11/82



lay with me

i saw you there
in faded jeans
and tassled hair;
a smile 
that etched
into my mind.
looking up
from where i sat
you were there
and looking back
if only you could say to me
'please lay with me.'

you're in my head,
you come alive
in daydreams
and not so dry at night.
i want you here
i need you—
come lay with me.

i know that romance
just can't be
all i want
is just to feel
your body next to mine
come lay with me.

12/82



	love strangers

our eyes become our mirrors
deep within our souls
i saw,
he saw,
a love 
that once was cold.

soon passed on
the chill
the ice did melt away.

i came,

he came,

to realize
was meant to be this way.

no one could feel the passion
that we felt
when then no fright
could scare us two apart.
love stranger,
while together
we feel it flowing
from our hearts.

11/81




enamorado

so excite
thoughts of you
send surges thru my blood
never felt this way before—
head over heels.

feel a sharpness
in my breath
from a simple light caress
i'm in a daze,
i'm in a wonder
over you.

feeling tired
but just can't sleep.
feeling hungry,
but just can't eat.
you're in my heart,
you're in my life
you touch my soul.

i go reeling
in amazement
that our love
could be like this.
i look forward
to our journey
just begun.

6/83



	taboo

i saw you
talking with your friends
tho peering past them all.
your eyes
are focused far away
while your laughter 
is for them.

'cross the room
is your attention
you look so nonchalant.
crossed arms
tell for sure
that you'd love
to leave your buddies
and say hi.

but—
the taboo
is much too strong.
so you stay
within the throng.
perhaps to catch 
a glimpse
or maybe two.

4/83




charades

so magnetic,
so attracted
as he watches
all i say.
is the twinkle
in his eye,
is the grin
there on his face
that gives away
his feelings...
yet are they just my own?

he gives no indication
in his conversations
alludes no further action
past the talking
that we do.

must be wishful thinking,
both of us won't say
so liaisons meet
just fantasy
until another day.

Feb 89




	how it all started

he opened up
the spelling book
to a chapter way in back
that had the biggest words
i ever saw...
he pointed to the margin
there a note was scrawled:
'meet me
by the fountain
on the playground
after lunch.'

later, when i found him
his eyes were far away
he said he had a secret
he would share with only me.
tho a little daunted
at the mischief on his face
i knew right then adventure'd
come my way.

eyes blinded by the wind
we ran into the woods
then jumped a fallen tree
that long had lost its bark.
we pushed thru thick green branches
and stepped across a stream
to find a pile of boulders
taller than us both.

we stood atop the mound
and shouted to the sky--
defiant little boys
us both that day--
the mountains in the distance
covered low with snow
were, in our minds,
right beneath our feet.

we became like brothers
that day there in the woods
we'd crossed a raging river,
climbed miles into the sky,
to see what it was like
to be up there so high.

Nov 1989




aegean heart

was a south wind
blowing gently
'cross the threshold
of the shore
as we sank
into the sand
amongst the stones.

smiling with a warmth
like the summer sun just rising
you pulled me even closer
to be near.

once the mothership
crossed beyond the waterline
you kissed me on the cheek
and i grew flush.

i gently touched your face
with a firm and calloused hand
and made you look me
right into my eyes.

i whispered there again
with passion, as last night,
that i wish to spend my days
with only you.

you spoke aloud the words—
your voice is rich and resonant—
'we should be as one
as you have said.'

my head was full of fire,
i ached as not before;
you took me there; we loved
until the morning turned to noon.

Jun 1993
	


legend of love

lover of a thousand nights
tho far away with others near
your countenance is with me still
won't let me fall asleep.

i lay awake imagining
the thousand nights we've had—
and breathe your scent
that lingers on the pillow
'neath my head.

we've spoken our desire
that the other stay forever.
ah, we can be together
for a thousand thousand nights.

i sigh and fall asleep
dream, with passion, for your love.
in the morning, you are there
not a dream,
not a dream,
my love, with you, i share.

Jun 1990




icedance

breath is hanging,
boots are squeaking,
just ahead's the pond.
noses reddened,
cheeks feel frosty,
our skates are shining in the sun.

snow surrounds us,
but i'm warm now,
as he holds my hand.
he is smiling, 
i am laughing,
now we hug again.

winter's solid frozen surface
calls us to behold.
laces tightened
off we go now
who cares if it's so cold?

twisting, dashing, dodging quickly
a feign that seems a lunge.
gliding, skimming, spinning wildly,
we abandon all but fun.

Nov 1987




	little dark haired guy

they can never know the pain
the pining,
or the strain
to have to hide a love
that needs another.

you see it on his face
it's plain there in his eyes.
he sees it too in you
yet there's nothing you can do.

must it be this way?
to never chance
some breathless bliss
even if it's only
for a moment,
for an hour,
or only for a night.

Nov 1989




Ryan's Light

he galvanized our love
he showed us with his courage--
it's more
in line with life
to speak the truth.
he stood up to their fears
he changed the way
the law was laid
tho speaking as a voice
of innocence.

archetype of hope
persecuted,
run from town,
even virgin death...
we never will forget
the spirit in your eyes
your hard won smile,
your willingness to live.

we're wise to heed the lesson
that you demonstrated well:
we must live our lives with hope
despite the fight or flight,
and draw justice out
in spite of all the spite.

now your test is over
but you'll never go away.
you live inside our hearts
where you're never very far.

April 1990
(to Ryan White upon his death)





	one more kind of love

you revile us
with your silence
then hoist your thirsty ax
cutting us in two without a word.

at first the pain was searing
a white-hot hole
collapsing
to black and perfect heat.

now we're over it.

we're past your perfect quietude,
that's filled with tacit lies
you take as truth.
blunted is your ax of death,
we force you from the chrysalis
that hides your eyes--
from what?

all we wish to do
is cherish love
live love's grace.

something you once wished
that you could do.

Jan 1991





stage

was a script
from a classic play,
two lovers
in their day,
called it quits
to one night stands
and fell in love.

no more tears
from emptiness,
with their love
came happiness,
was a bond that ran so deep
sent shivers
up their spines.

now they spend
their time together,
their lives so rich and full.
thru scene and act
they give it all
past the final curtain call.

6/83


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