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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
20th Jan 2018 6:42pm
20th Jan 2018 6:42pm
EVERY NICE GIRL'S DREAM
Every nice girl dreams of finding love one day.
Until she does, her own imagery sweeps her heart away.
She dreams of loving and being loved in return.
That’s the ONLY boundary she cares to discern.
She doesn’t think of his flaws or faults
When others raise concern, she brings them to a hault
With piles of excuses and reasons reaching sky-high
Of why the man she loves is perfect in her eye.
Every nice girl dreams of finding love one day. ...
Until she does, her own imagery sweeps her heart away.
She dreams of loving and being loved in return.
That’s the ONLY boundary she cares to discern.
She doesn’t think of his flaws or faults
When others raise concern, she brings them to a hault
With piles of excuses and reasons reaching sky-high
Of why the man she loves is perfect in her eye.
Every nice girl dreams of finding love one day. ...
#love
#women
#dreams
#uplifting
#feminism
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
31st Jan 2019 1:30am
31st Jan 2019 1:30am
Female Poets
sway like they
their way through words
beat-raw and unconstricted
by patriarchy- their hips
grow at their words
swerve at the heart
the seeds of do what they- sway
learning how to undo gentle
skin rubbing the plead
felt not as smooth as painful bumps
against another and against the night
stomping accepted
as rubbing the faults into chasms of no
stepping as the clouds vow
‘sway they like words
their way through words
beat-raw and unconstricted
by patriarchy- their hips
grow at their words
swerve at the heart
the seeds of do what they- sway
learning how to undo gentle
skin rubbing the plead
felt not as smooth as painful bumps
against another and against the night
stomping accepted
as rubbing the faults into chasms of no
stepping as the clouds vow
‘sway they like words
#motivational
#feminism
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A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
6th Mar 2024 6:49pm
6th Mar 2024 6:49pm
Maid of Kentucky
Choices you made, made you choiceless
Had your children, but lost your life
I was your last baby, the last you could have
And you said, “womanhood is gone.”
My mama, you’re the patron saint
Of all of women’s suffering
You’re dedication won’t go unnoticed
I’m gonna wear your name
When you leave this world
I’ll tell the tale of the Maid of Kentucky
Had your children, but lost your life
I was your last baby, the last you could have
And you said, “womanhood is gone.”
My mama, you’re the patron saint
Of all of women’s suffering
You’re dedication won’t go unnoticed
I’m gonna wear your name
When you leave this world
I’ll tell the tale of the Maid of Kentucky
#mother
#women
#feminism
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 10:20am
11th Apr 2024 10:20am
Rebel MIS
Dormant as winter
vital like snow
I have long walked barefoot
through these herbariums
dismembering embers
while rain casts candle glow
If I were to call you
a unicorn of the universe
an aristocrat anarchist
or simply a channeled “beared Ishtar”
you would curse me with sin bewitched enchantment
telling me how you despise this title meaning divine madness
how personification reveals each chain
“do not define me ” you would add
I would remind you how you said...
vital like snow
I have long walked barefoot
through these herbariums
dismembering embers
while rain casts candle glow
If I were to call you
a unicorn of the universe
an aristocrat anarchist
or simply a channeled “beared Ishtar”
you would curse me with sin bewitched enchantment
telling me how you despise this title meaning divine madness
how personification reveals each chain
“do not define me ” you would add
I would remind you how you said...
#PowerOfWords
#freedom
#feminism
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Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2024 9:02am
22nd Apr 2024 9:02am
Hymn to Blood
i.
in dedication
of the first movement
white cotton on a warm
Summer’s day
churning a stomach
with those first arias
of womanhood
ii.
in celebration
of the second movement
twenty-eight symphonies
played on mournful violins
twelve months a year
where music met in math
in equations of fire
iii.
in anticipation
of the third movement
to over-played strings
that brittle in fraying strands
as battles...
in dedication
of the first movement
white cotton on a warm
Summer’s day
churning a stomach
with those first arias
of womanhood
ii.
in celebration
of the second movement
twenty-eight symphonies
played on mournful violins
twelve months a year
where music met in math
in equations of fire
iii.
in anticipation
of the third movement
to over-played strings
that brittle in fraying strands
as battles...
#feminism
#menstruation
#pagan
#SelfReflection
#women
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3 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
21st Apr 2024 3:26pm
Hymn to Circles
she folds herself
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
into fragile origami on the chair
hair draped across her cheek
she talks
of everything and nothing
her tiny paw clutching a stone
that gives her words
permission
to leave her throat
to become truths
to birth from her voice
sometimes I find it difficult
to come here at all and others
I watch her deconstruct gently
revealing pieces of herself
over and over
until
she is lighter somehow
until she...
#feminism
#pagan
#women
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