"caitlyn" poems
Super Bruce
Was a man,
He transgendered
And others can.
Caitlyn Jenner
Was a man,
She'll succeed
If we understand.
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
Ive always known the definition of Fatal Attraction as: an attraction between an individual and someone that is so strong that the individual lacks reason and logic in their thinking when dealing with their attraction...the subject is often someone that will have a negative impact on the individual.
That used to be my definition until I met you...
Now my definition of Fatal Attraction is: 15 May 2015 [losing my girl Caitlyn]
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
Osama
Obama
Mothers killing babies
Cops killing kids
Kids killing kids
Facebook
Twitter
Online dating
Connected more than ever
Yet never more far apart
More suicides than combat deaths
Generation Y me?
Marriages don't last
A broken family is a typical family
Legal Marijuana
Bath Salts
****** is higher than ever
No more cursive writing
A degree doesn't guarantee a job
Just debt
Gay marriage
Equal rights
Politically correct
Because everything is offensive
Donald Trump for president
Caitlyn Jenner from the chopping block
Skinny jeans
Trust fund kids
Starbucks junkies
Disney Star Wars
Men to Mars
Internet wars
Cam ******
Electric cars
Hookah bars
A generation founded upon instant gratification
This is the world we live in
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
Never again will I stay away.
I've always felt lost. Unaccepted.
But that was before I had a family.
I have so many people that I know and don't;
You are my family.
My mother, my father, my brother.
They aren't real.
They never treated me like family.
Never told me they loved me and
Sounded like they meant it.
They are not real.
But, Sage, my love, you are.
But, Caitlyn, you are.
But, Logan, you are. (Both of you)
But, Miranda, you are.
But, Connor, you are.
And I can go on.
And this is high school...
Will it last?
Or will my family leave me?
I continue to worry
As time passes.
I think and think and think
AND I CAN'T FUCKINGNG TAKE IT ANY LONGER!!!!
----
I wonder what will happen.
When all of this ends.
Because my real family are
The ones who kept me here
And kept me sane.
And let me reach past everything that
Ate at me,
Burned me,
Killed me slowly
And rotted me from the inside out.
What will happen.
Will I move on,
Or will the suspense keep building.
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 1:36 PM UTC
I wish that Katelyn lived closer
Drunk dialing would go a little more smoothly
for me if she at least lived in a neighboring city
I said I would crawl to you and I would
but I'd hardly make it to the end of the street
let alone over the state line before inevitable collapse
I wish that Kristi didn't disappear
My mind would be a little more at ease if I knew
why you vanished in the first place
Questions would have answers
ego would be pieced back together and
that foolish hopeful flame would (hopefully) be extinguished
I wish that Caitlyn wasn't so sweet
a cavity of the heart made the sugar maddening
but you still were so true
sometimes I find myself wanting that madness again
to be alone in company and calamity,
to feel someone's gaze in total love and acceptance;
most times I don't
I wish that Angie wasn't spoken for
I respect your loyalty, I do
You don't come by that very often
But don't you just want to cast that aside?
Don't you want to succumb and give in?
Just this once, let your desires win
But that's just my desire talking
Don't listen
I wish I wasn't so convinced now, so cold
All I know is the cruelty buried
underneath mesmerizing complexities
I also wish my **** didn't burn so bad coming out,
so, now I don't know what to think anymore
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 4:16 PM UTC
The Creep that loved you
Dani Chase
Jinxxed For Life
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ
Ena Alysopriono
Unknown guy
Rex Forté
Jimmydon
Janine
LeeAnn Rose
Musfiq us shaleheen
Elle Tat
maha salman
Concrete Angel
Carolin
wolf spirit aka quinfinn
Death is living
Ally
the helper
patty m
Yung Wifey
Gabrielle Cox
Heart Broken
Kayla-Lyn Searle
Dark Rose
Jason Cirkovic
Midnight Writer
LittleFreeBird
Richard Barnes
Trisha Anne Chi-Young
Thinking Out Loud
AD Mullin
Devon Webb
Hannah Jade
Deborah Brooks Langford
Winter Frost
Jeremy Boyd
Starry Night
caitlyn walters
elsa angelica
Sarah M Gillihan
Sweetheart
Andre nalin
DC raw love
Charbear909
Thomas A Robinson
chainedwhore
PerfectTruths
Worldeater
John-Chris Ward
Ember Evanescent
Kitty Lam
LJ Chaplin
Just Melz
Jae
Just Jean
The Girl Who Loved You
Vanessa Gatley
StayStrongILveU
tamyon lawrence
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
I just heard about the near miss.
My mind was elsewhere.
Pleased to hear about Syria,
But it was elsewhere.
I didn't know Pippa had a wardrobe malfunction,
The loss of the Toronto Blue Jays,
The deformed frogs and west coast fires,
And the downing of a 747 somewhere in the Asiatic Sea.
Big news. Bigger problems!
But, like I said, my mind was elsewhere.
Like the ten million payout to the terrorist from Canada
Whose human rights were violated.
I didn't hear that one til today.
I just heard there's been a few transformations
For Caitlyn and Donald. Hope they like their new lives.
My mind was elsewhere,
And I've left it there.
Whew!
Did you hear something about North Korea launching ICBM's?
Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 8:18 AM UTC
I met Helen on tinder, and we kinda just had a standoff with words for a day. Then we followed each other on Tumblr and found our mutual love of 90's anime.
So tonight she's coming over to use my bathtub for a bath bomb, since she doesn't have her own, and in turn I'm getting two tickets to the Cleveland Orchestra.
Last night my room mate threw up drunk and I passed out after drinking a whole bottle of Irish Cream while cleaning the bathroom and trying to do the first verse of "Encore" over any song I could find.
She came home and just gasped at all the hair and dust moved out from the room.
Now she's smoking in it. ****
I'm numb in the fingers and hands and just trying to not throw up. I'm having bouts of depression and anxiety and this ***** Caitlyn Sessor, Cessor, I don't even know, won't show me any mercy, or give me a break at work. She wants my god **** head.
I just want to sleep for two weeks straight and have money again.
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 9:19 AM UTC
Now at long last
The year has past
Another now begins
Yet here I am still counting
All the 2016 sins
Let's start with Donald Trump
And this historical election
Another Great Leap Forward
Just back in the wrong direction
Truth itself was scandalous
And lies are still the norm
The media remembered Caitlyn
Then forgot the storm
While we just ate a Twitter feed
Like Russia they were hacking
Uploading Zika viruses
That sent refugees packing
To the blood-addicted streets
From Syria to our front steps
While we kept droppin' photobombs
And hashtag #noregrets
The pigs in blue, the black sheep herd
Still fighting all our battles
Since pale horses still possess
Each head of branded cattle
In this pea-brained agri-culture
Old McDonald take the hint
They're poisoning the wishing well
Just take a sip of Flint
Then dry your lips like Cali'
Where only Prince is sadder
To Wells Fargo draining pockets
None of your lives matter
Colin couldn't stand it
And even Britain's bailin'
As 20,000 people wrote
Harambe on their mail-in
Yet still we had some winners
Like Lebron, Leo and Sioux
But victories for Mother Earth
Are still too small and few
And now we stand
Throughout the land
Divided for the fall
All I can say is how the ****
Do we still drop the ball?
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 4:04 AM UTC
Its not where you are or who you are...its the hours, the minuets and the seconds you have in life...they might be the scariest times or even the happiest but I'm sure of one thing you have to make em the most exceptional times...being in hospital having people care, after they saw I was knocking on deaths door!!! Maybe I do have something to live for...I can adapt to the new surroundings, I will not perish...but then again all good things don't last forever, and life isn't as good as it seems...not when you're me anyway, I mean I lost the girl of my dreams, the only person that knew me and the only person I can be real with, I lost my niece who still had a long life to live which was cut short by a driver...and I missed 2 weeks of school! Today 11 May 2015 @ exactly 14:13pm I'm sitting in my room, which looks like the atomic bomb that hit nagasaki paid a visit!! Everything is different now, I miss Caitlyn even more, I wish I could turn back the hands of time, I wish I could have gotten my niece and nephew off the road, I wish life was back to normal...but I guess that's all those are...wishes! I wonder if she thinks about me or even misses me....I wonder if my niece is smiling with the lord Jesus up in Heaven...those two changed me! I was never the same again when they walked into my life!! Anyway, that's all I have right now #StayCool
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 4:51 AM UTC
Caitlyn your my best friend, and I'm tired of seeing you hurt!
For the last time *** it's not your fault and you need to re-tort!
Cody was an ******* who deserves nothing but Pain, and
Believe me when I say it, HE WILL GET THE PAIN
I'm done seeing you cry, and hearing about how he hurt you...
It's just not fair for you to be so emotional over some stupid high school
FRESHMAN drunk at that, Your a sophomore and he should have been grateful that you even gave him the time of day!
I care about you and I'm glad you cut him off, But be warned BOYS like him always come wanting more, and *** don't give him any more chances then you already have.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
blessed with blemish-less-ness
the ole warhorse decided a new dawn
was upon us all
and dawned a frock of silky white
to grace the cover
as a lady of glamour
instead of the epitome
of masculinity –
decathlete hero in drag
or
a lifelong sufferer of gender
uncertainty
either way
today we have Caitlyn
a vision of beauty
with a funny little scar –
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 11:09 AM UTC
I'm laying deep in thought in this bed of lies, questions inter twine as your name circles my mind
I realise that the saying that says things will be better in time is just a lie
Ever since the 4th I've buried my smile
Cause the reason I had for it died now all I do is reconcile old feelings while I'm alive
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC
you once sent me a poem by
caitlyn siehl when you were
drunk
about storms and people--
the second thing you would
send to me in prose I could understand
as if you were the storm or
maybe I was but--
I will tell you why storms are named after
people.
Because I have left the safety of my house
to stand in a torrential downpour, pulled
my hair from countless braids just so the wind could feel
a bit of the salvo inside of me,
and when It rains I love to
let it in on secrets, soak my skin
till my perfume runs and I steam,
and the thunder only sets my
heart a'running, i'd hold a
stake beneath the lighting if
it meant I could capture
some of that spark
( ) if storms are named after people
it is because they are beautiful--have you
ever seen a richer thing, the clouds like silken
quilts, patches and oceanic framework crawling
above the mountains,
Jesus, they take the earth and throw it round,
crack icebergs in half without even trying
strike the soil and things still grow
if I am meant to be scared of a storm
then i am sorely lacking--
i have never not chased a dust devil,
the bigger the better I have faced
stood in the current and felt every inch a mile
mud splattered on my shins with grass stains
on my thighs where i have slid
across the moss and ran with
water, with the leaves torn from trees
why storms are named after people?
because they are remarkable
leave bruises like bite marks
deep and askew
that stay long after being left
if any place was weathered by
you i will return
because we have felt the rain--
every inch a mile,
running with the
wind beneath our
jackets, unafraid
of the way the
rain leaves us
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 9:03 PM UTC
By: Cedric McClester
How can she be Venus
If he still has a *****
It doesn’t take a genius
Or a streak of meanness
For someone to surmise
Despite his feminine disguise
If common sense applies
He’s still one of the guys
If she wants to be Caitlyn
Who are we to debate him
But I’m here to checkmate him
Though not because I hate him
He can’t change the rules
He must think that we’re fools
To be used as mere tools
We’re from different schools
Some say that she’s ****
But is it said to vex me
Or maybe to perplex me
With a case of apoplexy
I disagree vehemently
Because of what we never see
He has a ***** same as me
Though it’s tied down instead of free
She wants to change her gender
But refuses to surrender
His last vestige or member
In all its regal splendor
What is she holding it for
He doesn’t use it anymore
So if I state it raw
That’s because I’m ********
Copyright © 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 12:08 AM UTC
ive made my voice heard and it so wonderful
http://triadnc.twcnews.com/content/news/715812/onslow-co--schools-approves-redistricting-for-over-1-000-students/
this is me doing something to try to help save me from moving im caitlyn
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
“Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”
— Caitlyn Riehl
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
Caitlyn picked up a stick,
what can she poke with it?
Up an down the streets she'd go,
wondering what she can poke.
The grizzly bear slept tight,
next to the bunny in the sunlight.
Caitlyn poked the bunny's home,
but the grizzly bear is finally awoke.
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 7:17 PM UTC
I saw Caitlyn Ohachi
In an acess hollywood promo
and thought
I liked her better
in her now famous (for 15 minutes perhaps)
video
Where she so ably demonstrated
the pure unfiltered joy of life
strutting and leaping,
jumping for Joy
with all the sass of a
real woman
obviously
without sparing a thought
for the judgement
to come
flying through the air
without a care
floating with
her bouncy curly hair
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC
Comparisons can be deadlier than a knife,
Cutting down your successes because you are drowning in your failures
Pinching at flesh
Scrubbing at teeth,
Pulling at hair.
Disappear.
Whiten.
Grow.
I am happy but not happy enough
I have money but not enough money
I have friends but not enough friends
Enough?
No
Never enough
Countdowns to dates you know are a waste of time
...Of energy
He will run out of conversations
You will run out of smiles
Moans to fill the silence
touches to fill the voids
Making love is close enough to love, right?
Smudged lipstick, clothes discarded, dignity no where to be seen.
At least someone held me.
That’s enough for now
I’ll be fine once I’m out of my twenties. My eighties will be better.
My Deathbed ruined by the flashbacks of the life i did not live.
My husband, my kids, my grandkids..
Here but...
they are not nearly as good as Carol’s or Debbie’s or Caitlyn’s.
Enough
No
Never Enough
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 3:16 PM UTC