Songs: Not Just Survival

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Sunday, October 17, 2004

What Rules

What rules my heart and groin Is mastered. Like a charioteer in the circus bend, I fight the good steer forward To not let either pull me off the course - Victory's laurel and a cup of wine. Yet, there are times When the summer's warmth creeps into my leento - Kissing my nipples and hugging my waist... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 16, 2004

Courage Inner

Courage inner is the music that I play to all the world, For they know me by my colors And these colors are diverse. But even with the sanction that my courage has achieved - Home is where my song falls fallow Home is where my courage's shallow - Home is where I know my journey is far from me... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 15, 2004

Label Me

Label me bottom, Or top if you please - Or whatever your pleasure, My pleasure fulfill. After all, the world has marked me all my life - Now free of their mark, It's your turn Label me femme Or butch if you want - Plaster my pockets with colors and degrees - It's so simple to know then Your pleasure... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 14, 2004

Passing in my Arms

Passing in my arms His once full form, now wan Lifts like a zephyr to a new sphere - Bathed in the release of sunshine From the pain of night's faultering light. I, for my part, feel nothing So jaded by the hammers and anvils of living - And feel like another book has been filed In the angel stacks... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 13, 2004

The Man of My Dreams

The man of my dreams has eyes deep as willows And dwells in late hours - heart upon pillows - Drenched in champagne, his lips are mere perfect - Stay there, dear soul and be perfect. The men of my waking are not nearly peerless - They play games and sully They think and are fitful - They're real,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Write Me a Song

Write me a song without cadence - Free to blow where I will. Wanton verses, blank and wind swept Then, carry my home to my sleep. Write me a song which lingers, Like the vale of a comet's path - A melody spinning golden yarn From morning to bedtime prayers. Write me a Gay song to sing to the world A... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 11, 2004

Nancy Boy

Nancy Boy Strut your stuff But don't know me Hidden quiet in my maleness. Flaunt yourself to the world if you must, But don't wink at me As I laugh in your shadow. Fancy Boy Do your thing For I approve and know My approval means much in this hour. After all, I am beholding to your wrist game And... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 10, 2004

Not Just Survival

Not just survival for me - But a free fall from flying. Mine to choose and express always In the face of those who scorn me. Struggles real confront my soul - My body, my art and my every stroll - And I manage - Remaining in the shade of doubt - Say survival. Then I see clearly the loving souls, The... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 9, 2004

If I Were Wise

They say if I were wise I'd close my eyes and see it their way. So, what if I'm inclined toward men - I can be cured and when - When I see it their way. After all, the goodly book states I am peculiar, At least, they say it states so - And they are wise and know for sure The ancient tongues... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 8, 2004

A Night With Rimbaud

for Anthony Ring me with young hearts - Songs green with remembrance, But not so green to be mowed - Scarlet hussies With laughter on their breath - And liquor too, For they know what I have forgotten And I need to know again. Ring me with fiery youth, Dancing boys who know their stuff - Who know... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

Songs: Not Just Survival is a Poetry cycle written by Edward C. Patterson, dedicated to the Men and Women of GALA, the Gay and Lesbian Association of Choruses. These lyrical pieces lift high the pledge to both music and Gay Pride. Edward C. Patterson is the author of several Novels and Novellas, now available at www.dancaster.com/jotrans.htm. Songs: Not Just Survival, has been a web favorite on the site since 1997, having first been published in 1998 at vagranthollow, in the Best Part of Me Collection. This is the first time it is being made available in the blogs.

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