Poems about Feminism
#feminism
Poems about feminism, the advocacy of women's rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes. Poetry about feminism includes feminist poems, and also poems challenging the modern feminist movement. Also views on feminism in mass media, and the inequality that still exists between men and women around the world.
The Great Replacement Theory And Abortion
Yes, people pull the trigger - but guns are the instrument of death. Gun control is necessary, and delay means more death and horror. Eliot Spitzer
I had the idea to start my Sunday off with writing about a controversial element that has hindered our nation, and that is the debate of pro-life versus pro-choice. In more subtle terms, abortion, however an act of hate has consumed New York, yet once again.
I am stunned regarding the mental breeding of why someone within this day and age who still fosters a new millennium of creating a superior race, that ideology has held...
I had the idea to start my Sunday off with writing about a controversial element that has hindered our nation, and that is the debate of pro-life versus pro-choice. In more subtle terms, abortion, however an act of hate has consumed New York, yet once again.
I am stunned regarding the mental breeding of why someone within this day and age who still fosters a new millennium of creating a superior race, that ideology has held...
#women
#motherhood
#politics
#racism
#feminism
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Lunar language
Tumeric music opens opus
Elliptic orbit, you have foretold
how light has begun
sisterhood connects
these ruins of reembracing
each sacred tissue
cellular canvas
where in bleeding moon light
I acknowledge abandonment
tailed venom finds foliage
this tomb called fear
is now released
Sisterhood asks you in
speak now from each rib of your myth
remain in this body
let go, let go
pass it
onward
Sisterhood unites as these women gather
silently they sit as...
Elliptic orbit, you have foretold
how light has begun
sisterhood connects
these ruins of reembracing
each sacred tissue
cellular canvas
where in bleeding moon light
I acknowledge abandonment
tailed venom finds foliage
this tomb called fear
is now released
Sisterhood asks you in
speak now from each rib of your myth
remain in this body
let go, let go
pass it
onward
Sisterhood unites as these women gather
silently they sit as...
#universe
#moon
#feminism #wisdom
#feminism #wisdom
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Listen longer
muses unveil
ruby ripples risen
when once a noble woman
brought me her dream
Victorian crinoline
wuthering volume
swiftly
I dwell
among
scented
garments
cross laced
embroidered
floral red
adorned
vernal
voiced
muse
the citadel
of this aching heart
Charis
grace
giver
to strum the lyre
etiquette
alluding
temptation
is the sound
of Love's Name
ruby ripples risen
when once a noble woman
brought me her dream
Victorian crinoline
wuthering volume
swiftly
I dwell
among
scented
garments
cross laced
embroidered
floral red
adorned
vernal
voiced
muse
the citadel
of this aching heart
Charis
grace
giver
to strum the lyre
etiquette
alluding
temptation
is the sound
of Love's Name
#romantic
#beauty
#feminism
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Damsel in lethargic beauty
Absinth mourning
a capsized sun ignites
cacophony
Smeared upon these walls are all the vowels
all the vows that have been broken
he drank his silence
coaled savage breath
gallops ghostly where she holds
his gaze, they are completed
As he draws near his hand capsized
Now she is the sun sinking
ablaze ablaze when he quotes
each psalm of his palm
upon her face
an inkblot is shown where two
shaded figures begin to emerge
his fingers are arrows...
a capsized sun ignites
cacophony
Smeared upon these walls are all the vowels
all the vows that have been broken
he drank his silence
coaled savage breath
gallops ghostly where she holds
his gaze, they are completed
As he draws near his hand capsized
Now she is the sun sinking
ablaze ablaze when he quotes
each psalm of his palm
upon her face
an inkblot is shown where two
shaded figures begin to emerge
his fingers are arrows...
#memories
#feminism
#DomesticViolence #symbolism
#DomesticViolence #symbolism
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The brutes with no real firepower
I don't know how anyone does it.
Not now my own lawn is well kept.
The flowers watered.
The roses pruned.
She is only 21.
Old for her age.
Old enough to lay beside me
From time to time
Even though some might dissent.
She dresses in such a way
That I always want her.
That feeling never goes away,
In fact,
recently it has kept me up most nights
In the hope that she'll use the room key
I leave in an abadoned running shoe.
She is a barmaid
With no real closing time.
And the brutes, ...
Not now my own lawn is well kept.
The flowers watered.
The roses pruned.
She is only 21.
Old for her age.
Old enough to lay beside me
From time to time
Even though some might dissent.
She dresses in such a way
That I always want her.
That feeling never goes away,
In fact,
recently it has kept me up most nights
In the hope that she'll use the room key
I leave in an abadoned running shoe.
She is a barmaid
With no real closing time.
And the brutes, ...
#love
#violence
#feminism #support
#feminism #support
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Because Witches are the Bad Guys, Right?
Blood
love without trust
a sun that sets
behind such eyes
Such gilded eyes
Breathing souls
into your lungs
tasting veins
with a greedy
tongue
Your light was fake
and when no glow is left
you're stranded in the shade
and though your hands
reach out to touch my own
I already hold the blade
The blood I waste
from those who
claim my home
don't know my ways
and if that's all it takes
for them to whisper
to throw their stones
and seal my fate
...
love without trust
a sun that sets
behind such eyes
Such gilded eyes
Breathing souls
into your lungs
tasting veins
with a greedy
tongue
Your light was fake
and when no glow is left
you're stranded in the shade
and though your hands
reach out to touch my own
I already hold the blade
The blood I waste
from those who
claim my home
don't know my ways
and if that's all it takes
for them to whisper
to throw their stones
and seal my fate
...
#women
#abuse
#feminism
#witches
#manipulation
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Jesus and the Hags
I mean, Jesus and the Spiritual Women
#love
#mythology
#feminism
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history called celestial faces
Eons ago
I saw your countenance
cadenced by a candle
transmutation embers
through his taunting eyes
wider wiser deeper
for a moment
we stopped
becoming an iris
a lulling luring lens
Speaking
I ask you to begin
let go, let go
apple of my eyes
casket sun prevails
dark forlorn forgiving
reignited
our dream bodies
billowed around us
morphic fields invite
falling wisdom
peeling from
your eyelids
I storyteller
protect the wise women
beyond...
I saw your countenance
cadenced by a candle
transmutation embers
through his taunting eyes
wider wiser deeper
for a moment
we stopped
becoming an iris
a lulling luring lens
Speaking
I ask you to begin
let go, let go
apple of my eyes
casket sun prevails
dark forlorn forgiving
reignited
our dream bodies
billowed around us
morphic fields invite
falling wisdom
peeling from
your eyelids
I storyteller
protect the wise women
beyond...
#love
#feminism
#symbolism
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Her Resilience
I’ve always admired a woman’s spirit
Her strength
Her toughness to overcome the obstacles life throws at them
Her patience
Her love
Her sixth sense and intuition to detect when something is wrong
That maternal instinct
You can put a woman through a hell
And she’ll come out the other side wielding that fire
Oh you bet she’ll adapt
The Creator gave them something extra
A woman’s resolve
Her resilience
Often leaves me in awe
Amazed at how much more wonderful this world is because of them
Her strength
Her toughness to overcome the obstacles life throws at them
Her patience
Her love
Her sixth sense and intuition to detect when something is wrong
That maternal instinct
You can put a woman through a hell
And she’ll come out the other side wielding that fire
Oh you bet she’ll adapt
The Creator gave them something extra
A woman’s resolve
Her resilience
Often leaves me in awe
Amazed at how much more wonderful this world is because of them
#strength
#women
#feminism
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femme
To each woman
who knows
how to nurture
labia flowers
how to soar wide eyed
eagle mantled
how to carry
violent violet
when skin turns
into scar
to each woman
who remembers
the light blue hues
of Avalon
the magi of Babylon
and the golden
stratospheres
of Andromeda
the templates written
in tea leaves
the bonfires
the worshipping
subduing
atrocity
of scorn
from emptiness
reborn
the rib of man
will shed your skin...
who knows
how to nurture
labia flowers
how to soar wide eyed
eagle mantled
how to carry
violent violet
when skin turns
into scar
to each woman
who remembers
the light blue hues
of Avalon
the magi of Babylon
and the golden
stratospheres
of Andromeda
the templates written
in tea leaves
the bonfires
the worshipping
subduing
atrocity
of scorn
from emptiness
reborn
the rib of man
will shed your skin...
#women
#spiritual
#feminism
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Memories of Uni!
just found my dissertation from 1996! titled:
"An investigation into how derogatory language is a major influence on the subordination of women, by their male counterparts"
Introduction pages 2-5
Chapter One: "Women's rights, and the woman word, female, feminine, and feminist origins!" pages 6-16
Chapter Two: " Women in literature and fictional heroines; Charlotte Bronte's use of the pseudonym, and Jane Eyre's experience of survival in a man's world" pages 17-22
Chapter Three: "An examination into words and quotations used in a derogatory way by men, against women"...
"An investigation into how derogatory language is a major influence on the subordination of women, by their male counterparts"
Introduction pages 2-5
Chapter One: "Women's rights, and the woman word, female, feminine, and feminist origins!" pages 6-16
Chapter Two: " Women in literature and fictional heroines; Charlotte Bronte's use of the pseudonym, and Jane Eyre's experience of survival in a man's world" pages 17-22
Chapter Three: "An examination into words and quotations used in a derogatory way by men, against women"...
#motivational
#learning
#feminism #college
#feminism #college
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Memoires of a rose
In the rosarium
returning
pearlescent
fragrance
estuary
ecstatic
connotation
scarlet
blood
runs
dewy
into
grief
uttering
union
https://youtu.be/2M0qp6cPn2E
returning
pearlescent
fragrance
estuary
ecstatic
connotation
scarlet
blood
runs
dewy
into
grief
uttering
union
https://youtu.be/2M0qp6cPn2E
#love
#spiritual
#feminism
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DU Poetry : Poems about Feminism