Poetry competition CLOSED 11th March 2021 5:36pm
WINNER
RiAN
RiAN
RUNNERS-UP:
anna_grin
and MaryWalker
Baby You've Come A Long Way!
Poetry Contest Description
International Woman's Day
Monday, March 06-08 is International Women's Day
(IWD )! The organization will be celebrating its 110th year!
IWD grew out of efforts in the early 20th century to promote women’s rights, especially suffrage. In its campaign for female enfranchisement, the Socialist Party of America in 1909 held the first National Woman’s Day, which was highlighted by mass meetings across the United States; the day was observed until 1913.
It has since grown into a global celebration! All Women are called to use their intellectual, nurturing, and creative skills to move the world from where it is now to where we believe it can be in 2030. IWD is an annual catalyst.
As a participant in the IWD events, you will be aligning with the Global Women’s Movement. Women worldwide will see you as one who cares about the well-being of women; someone who wants what they want – a more prosperous and peaceful world.
Learn more here:
https://www.bing.com/search?q=international+women%27s+day+2021&cvid=f5fb5d6a08ba4142aa6c17680745096c&pglt=137&FORM=ANNTA1&PC=ACTS
Submit a poem ( or two ) in celebration of women. This competition is NOT limited to women; men are more than welcome to join in the celebration by sharing from your perspective as a man.
Guidelines:
• Two poems per DU persona
• Any form accepted, including spoken word and visual submissions
• No word limit; however, try to keep it under 300
• No erotica
• New writes only ( as in after this comp was created )
• Have fun and celebrate our accomplishments and future goals!
anna_grin
ilchruthach
Forum Posts: 3365
ilchruthach
Dangerous Mind
15
Joined 24th Mar 2013
Forum Posts: 3365
love this! great prompt that i will certainly be ruminating on
faithmairee
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Forum Posts: 165
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Dangerous Mind
8
Joined 29th Aug 2012
Forum Posts: 165
Proud To Be A Woman
You can write to me
Using sweet words
Dear ones that honor me
Or ones that thrill me
Or you could write
About me
If you wish
Inspiring lines
Perhaps ones that rhyme
You can lift me up
Spread good words
Around and round
All these things
You could say aloud
But just knowing
How far this
Woman has come
Is enough for me
To say I'm proud.
Using sweet words
Dear ones that honor me
Or ones that thrill me
Or you could write
About me
If you wish
Inspiring lines
Perhaps ones that rhyme
You can lift me up
Spread good words
Around and round
All these things
You could say aloud
But just knowing
How far this
Woman has come
Is enough for me
To say I'm proud.
Written by faithmairee
(Faith Elizabeth Brigham)
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RiAN
Forum Posts: 519
Fire of Insight
10
Joined 16th June 2020
Forum Posts: 519
What a challenging inspiring event you have come up with Ahavati, I will spend the weekend writing a piece for your competition and I look forward to be reading all the other entries after Faith Mairee led us the way. 
MaryWalker
Forum Posts: 216
Fire of Insight
3
Joined 20th Mar 2015
Forum Posts: 216
The Fish Bitch Song
I am woman
Hear me roar!
I like women
Give me MOAR!
You don't like it?
There's the door
and plenty more
fishes in the sea
if you don't care
for the likes of me
I am mermaid
Watch me swim!
Bob n breast stroke
head to quim
And just because
I'm not into you
or him or him
don't take it as a blow
to that zippered appendage
you call an "ego"
So sad to see you go
claiming I never was your type
Sailor Boy on shore leave
all you've got to offer me is
tripe
Not impressed by
any dingy of yours
It's a rowboat minus oars
and the mermaid I am
refuses to accept the norm
Clamouring for pearled clam
the woman I am adores
the female form
Oh, no ...
so sad to see you go
claiming I never was your type
Don't believe the hetero hype
Sailor Boy on shore leave
all you've got to offer me is
tripe
Written by MaryWalker
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Razzerleaf
Forum Posts: 237
Fire of Insight
5
Joined 15th Sep 2019
Forum Posts: 237
Burn the house down
They will see the gentle smiles
wipe your cream onto their piles,
expect too little and too much
mistake compassion for soft touch,
expect that you need to be led
and hang on all the words they said
follow blind stuck on their tales
so certain that your bound to fail.
It's then your voice brings out the dead
and shows them where they dare not tread.
They turn around and you are gone
still not sure where it went wrong.
and as you set the legions free
remind them how its going to be
every castle built will burn
because each stone had to be earned.
fear the smoke that rips their throats,
find lame words on which they'll choke
and as you shout out "what's my name"
They'll follow you into the flames
and as you ask them once again
they tell you, you are woman
wipe your cream onto their piles,
expect too little and too much
mistake compassion for soft touch,
expect that you need to be led
and hang on all the words they said
follow blind stuck on their tales
so certain that your bound to fail.
It's then your voice brings out the dead
and shows them where they dare not tread.
They turn around and you are gone
still not sure where it went wrong.
and as you set the legions free
remind them how its going to be
every castle built will burn
because each stone had to be earned.
fear the smoke that rips their throats,
find lame words on which they'll choke
and as you shout out "what's my name"
They'll follow you into the flames
and as you ask them once again
they tell you, you are woman
Written by Razzerleaf
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RiAN
Forum Posts: 519
Fire of Insight
10
Joined 16th June 2020
Forum Posts: 519
Woman
Welcome to my moon tribe
I virago sculpted sky line, of rib and bone
The two kinded wise and wild self
I am the horizon
porous surface contoured embroidery
of grandmother spider weaving her eloquent web
our thoughts are a floating womb
many a sea faring mind stranded
in ports anchoring the corset
of my gender
We awaken through our anima mundi
memories of who we are lay embedded
in the stems our brain
Voicing all voids
melting from within
I am the universe
I virago sculpted sky line, of rib and bone
The two kinded wise and wild self
I am the horizon
porous surface contoured embroidery
of grandmother spider weaving her eloquent web
our thoughts are a floating womb
many a sea faring mind stranded
in ports anchoring the corset
of my gender
We awaken through our anima mundi
memories of who we are lay embedded
in the stems our brain
Voicing all voids
melting from within
I am the universe
Written by RiAN
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anna_grin
ilchruthach
Forum Posts: 3365
ilchruthach
Dangerous Mind
15
Joined 24th Mar 2013
Forum Posts: 3365
bitter herbs
an old dirt-shadowed face lives in my mind
stuffing her mouth with medicine
and a young girl beating her belly with rocks
running laps until she falls down breathless
i see legs akimbo and a ladle thrust inside
i smell the sweat of fever-drugged fear
retching fills the cavern of my memory
and screaming too- and blood- and death
as i pinch a white pill and shove with my thumb
as close to my cervix as i am able
-
i press the call button until they come
bearing one small signed-off codeine
which i crunch between my teeth
and all of a sudden, i am the old woman
chewing wild carrot seeds and praying
Written by anna_grin
(ilchruthach)
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maybe not quite the celebratory tone you were after but the best i can do for now
RiAN
Forum Posts: 519
Fire of Insight
10
Joined 16th June 2020
Forum Posts: 519
I am crone
For years that have gone
so many fruits have been returned
I pick them like caramels
the sweet taste of youth
falls like peeling
moisturized time
never more
shall I love
out of fear
never more
shall I fear
out of love
I am a burgundy sunset
volva of my vulva
I have heard the flutes
of pan
the lyre
of lucifer
I passed
ovulating
orbits
I honor
these thin
silver streaks
in mine hair
I call them fireflies
I am
bliss
daughter
of Cupid
and psyche
Crone, I am
so many fruits have been returned
I pick them like caramels
the sweet taste of youth
falls like peeling
moisturized time
never more
shall I love
out of fear
never more
shall I fear
out of love
I am a burgundy sunset
volva of my vulva
I have heard the flutes
of pan
the lyre
of lucifer
I passed
ovulating
orbits
I honor
these thin
silver streaks
in mine hair
I call them fireflies
I am
bliss
daughter
of Cupid
and psyche
Crone, I am
Written by RiAN
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