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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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My Twentieth Year - 26. meant as a challenge - to a homophobe

Poem No. 54

 

I'll dream of you in the sometimes hour,

About those days of years gone past,

A haunted melody, meant not to go sour,

Dried a quiet memory in a mind dyed fast.

 

Your eyes are set eternal in my hope,

A thing never meant to fade,

There I see you always;

What eyes can say, when words simply fade:

 

a cruel glance bared its bitterness,

and lasts as long as a bad Coffey dreg;

a glance if chance held the newness,

a glance of hatred lingers like the plague.

 

But, I'll dream of you in sometimes hour,

About the ones I've seen in years gone past;

Some a joyous thing, others can go sour,

Dried a quiet memory in a mind dyed fast.

Copyright © 2017 AC Benus; All Rights Reserved.
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On 08/02/2016 04:07 PM, Emi GS said:

Its struck me with some sadness. I know you meant it challenge for some lunatic mind, but really made me sad. A nice poem indeed, but sad.

 

~Emi GS.

Thanks, Emi. This poem was written/to/about a guy who was very hostile to me. Why he was that way was pretty clear to me at time – he hated Gay people. As is always (!!!) the case, the hatred on his part was self-directed and unhealthy towards others he perceives to be like him. Fear of exposure; fear of having to think about it; it's an age-old tale.

 

I'm not sure I felt sad when I wrote this poem. I felt it was a relief to made fun of his attitude, and assume he assumed I was madly head over heels in lust for him. That's another thing they always 'make an ass outta you and me' about.

 

Thank you for reading, and thank you for the fine review :)

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On 08/03/2016 06:42 AM, Mikiesboy said:

Gotta agree with Emi.. sad. Sad that you hate someone for something they'd never want you to be if you're weren't Gay. Such as waste.

Well written though AC ..

tim

Thanks, Tim. This poem is a challenge, there's no doubt about that. I puzzled over it when I found it and typed it up, but then the inclusion of 'Coffey' led me to remember the circumstances.

 

The intent was to give the hater what he wanted – a mad love from me to him, which certainly never existed. From that aped, hyperbolic position, I told him in verse I'd never forget him, which is true, but only reveled in the third strophe WHY I'd never forget him – his stupid hostility towards me.

 

That was the artistic goal I had in mind; whether or not I achieved my aim is unclear to me, but the work is what it is (for better or worse).

 

Thank you again for your review and support. Cheers

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A very interesting verse, Mr. Benus.
I'm glad you hinted in the title, then expanded in your reply to tim's review. Before I took note of all that and blundered into your poem all innocent as a baby's bottom, I couldn't quite make it work. I enjoyed it, of course, but couldn't put it together in my lyric-limited brain. And to rub salt into (or is it in?) my wounds, you had to post it on my birthday!
Now that I have come back to it two weeks later, it all makes perfect sense and thumbs them right in their fear!

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On 8/14/2016 at 10:18 PM, skinnydragon said:

A very interesting verse, Mr. Benus.
I'm glad you hinted in the title, then expanded in your reply to tim's review. Before I took note of all that and blundered into your poem all innocent as a baby's bottom, I couldn't quite make it work. I enjoyed it, of course, but couldn't put it together in my lyric-limited brain. And to rub salt into (or is it in?) my wounds, you had to post it on my birthday!
Now that I have come back to it two weeks later, it all makes perfect sense and thumbs them right in their fear!

Oh my gosh, didn't see this review.... Love you, Skinny - and I was just thinking how reading your old comments feels like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day - and here I have a fresh one!!! 

 

Oh, wow, thanks for the review. Yes, when I found the poem to type it up, it confused me too, but then I remembered who it was intended for and why. A bit of bitterness for the boy, who is a full-grown man now, and I hope less anti-gay than he was, but who knows. 

 

Thanks again! 

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