Poems about Women
#women
Poems about women and female roles in society. Poetry offering a diverse assortment of views about women in general. Here you'll find poems which reinforce stereotypes, and also poems which dispel them. Examine how women are viewed and treated by individuals, and society, around the world.
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
Today 7:00pm
Today 7:00pm
A "CRONE"?
You see a "crone" -
near skin-and-bone,
whose face well-lined
is age-defined,
hair silver-grey
many-a-day
longer than I
try to deny,
hands more like claws.
Post-menopause
the "spring chicken"
is now "old hen",
with cackling voice
and curses choice,
who's swapped lipstick
for the broomstick....
Folk stay away,
not to me stray
as once they might
when lads' delight
and candidate
for bridal mate.
You pass in blink,
but stop and think.....
I've borne...
near skin-and-bone,
whose face well-lined
is age-defined,
hair silver-grey
many-a-day
longer than I
try to deny,
hands more like claws.
Post-menopause
the "spring chicken"
is now "old hen",
with cackling voice
and curses choice,
who's swapped lipstick
for the broomstick....
Folk stay away,
not to me stray
as once they might
when lads' delight
and candidate
for bridal mate.
You pass in blink,
but stop and think.....
I've borne...
#women
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife #aging
#TruthOfLife #aging
3 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
Today 2:24am
Today 2:24am
A Female Cop Who Uses Her Sexuality
There's been much talk up
and down the precinct that there's
a female cop who
uses her sexuality
in the hunting of mobsters.
and down the precinct that there's
a female cop who
uses her sexuality
in the hunting of mobsters.
#women
#fiction
#dialogue
#tanka
#sensual
55 reads
4 Comments
Mark_Parsons
Mark Parsons
Mark Parsons
Poem Published
24th Sep 2023 5:59pm
24th Sep 2023 5:59pm
Tucson, 1994
Never forget
Staring into the dark,
Staring down
The dark
Of blacked-out auditorium
Like you are staring down the barrel of a gun,
As Robert Fripp’s sedate guitar
Begins to play, and stops, and then to play again,
Over what was just played,
An electric hum like the echo of the surf
Crashing over the sound of surf:
Over and over, again and again, intricate sound
Concentrating your faculties
When out of the abyssal dark the stage leaps forth,
Frozen, glittering with hoarfrost,
Every detail,
Freed from the void for...
Staring into the dark,
Staring down
The dark
Of blacked-out auditorium
Like you are staring down the barrel of a gun,
As Robert Fripp’s sedate guitar
Begins to play, and stops, and then to play again,
Over what was just played,
An electric hum like the echo of the surf
Crashing over the sound of surf:
Over and over, again and again, intricate sound
Concentrating your faculties
When out of the abyssal dark the stage leaps forth,
Frozen, glittering with hoarfrost,
Every detail,
Freed from the void for...
#dark
#women
#sex
#art
#dance
60 reads
2 Comments
Trome
Poem Published
24th Sep 2023 5:10am
24th Sep 2023 5:10am
MY ONLY TRUE POISON
#women
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
130 reads
7 Comments
Trome
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2023 6:23am
23rd Sep 2023 6:23am
AS SHE PERUSES MY EROTIC POETRY
#women
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
105 reads
4 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
20th Sep 2023 7:18pm
20th Sep 2023 7:18pm
seasons of woman
Spring dawns in a woman’s life
wearing innocence like a gossamer gown
eyes bright & heart full
hope held in the palm of her hand
a gift she’s anxious to share
as long as there’s love
there’s nothing to fear
she glows
scattering her petals across fertile earth
pouring her beauty into his keeping
believing her seeds will be cherished
as she does his
that he will see her worth
but he fades quietly away
leaving her garden untended
never seeing the flowers she nurtures & grows
~
...
wearing innocence like a gossamer gown
eyes bright & heart full
hope held in the palm of her hand
a gift she’s anxious to share
as long as there’s love
there’s nothing to fear
she glows
scattering her petals across fertile earth
pouring her beauty into his keeping
believing her seeds will be cherished
as she does his
that he will see her worth
but he fades quietly away
leaving her garden untended
never seeing the flowers she nurtures & grows
~
...
#women
#healing
#wisdom
97 reads
4 Comments
Her
Poem Published
20th Sep 2023 12:37pm
20th Sep 2023 12:37pm
I Just Gotta Talk About This
I’m angry with Mother Nature
I thought I could deal
Cope
Get on with things
But, God damn
I need some fucking sleep
Hot, cold, hot, cold
Sweaty, clammy skin
Shower then change the sheets
Fan on, always
More than one WITH the air conditioner
I’m aware of everything
I turned over sixty-five times last night
Counted three hundred sheep more than once
I know, I know
That which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
I’m so fucking strong right now…
I thought I could deal
Cope
Get on with things
But, God damn
I need some fucking sleep
Hot, cold, hot, cold
Sweaty, clammy skin
Shower then change the sheets
Fan on, always
More than one WITH the air conditioner
I’m aware of everything
I turned over sixty-five times last night
Counted three hundred sheep more than once
I know, I know
That which doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
I’m so fucking strong right now…
#women
#frustration
102 reads
9 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
20th Sep 2023 11:39am
20th Sep 2023 11:39am
traveler'd regret
Traveler's regrets
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He...
#women
#teens
#BestFriend
#friendship
#transgender
45 reads
2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
13th Sep 2023 6:35pm
13th Sep 2023 6:35pm
"LE SOMMEIL" - ANOTHER STORY BEHIND THE PICTURE
#women
#sex
#rhyming #art
#rhyming #art
71 reads
9 Comments
Trome
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2023 1:46am
3rd Sep 2023 1:46am
MY BLUE BALLS
Coming soon
Blue Balls
By Trome
COMING SOON
????
Blue Balls
By Trome
COMING SOON
????
#women
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
151 reads
4 Comments
Trome
Poem Published
1st Sep 2023 3:28am
1st Sep 2023 3:28am
DRINKS ON ME
#women
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
119 reads
2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
30th Aug 2023 8:00pm
30th Aug 2023 8:00pm
My Views 12
The people of the LGBTQ community foolishly confuse sex with love.
Whether you accept it or not, sex is not love, neither is love sex.
In fact, many straight people are not in love with their sexual partners.
You can love without having sex and you can have sex without love.
Every human being receives a physical gender identity before birth.
The mind can never change the biological structure of a person.
Transsexuals and transgender people think they can create their own genders,
But a sex change does not make a man a woman or vice...
Whether you accept it or not, sex is not love, neither is love sex.
In fact, many straight people are not in love with their sexual partners.
You can love without having sex and you can have sex without love.
Every human being receives a physical gender identity before birth.
The mind can never change the biological structure of a person.
Transsexuals and transgender people think they can create their own genders,
But a sex change does not make a man a woman or vice...
#love
#women
#men
#sex
#LGBT
65 reads
1 Comment
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