Now I've Had my ups and downs with the opposite sex and most of my poetry will reflect my struggles. Please Be advised that I am in no way a malebasher or man hater, now maneater thats another story :). I love men flaws and all but I also love being a woman, we put up with a lot are stronger than we realize and we internalize what is given and give back 6 times more (good or bad). So this is my ode to women everwhere we should be celebrated, loved, revered and feared all at the same time.
Now thoes of you who were my friends on Myspace may already be familiar with some of the poems I post and I promise to bring you sumthing new and fresh on this blog. However I purposefully chose this poem as my first offical (peotry) post. Just to set the tone for my new friends letting folks know its time to strap in and prepare for the ride.
These are my confessions....
Woman Is She
Created from his rib to walk at his side
Abilities over his head
She's soft yet strong enough to cry
The seeds of the future are sewn in her womb
Rooted in mother earth her love will help them bloom
She uplifts her king and rears their childern
Cleans their palance from floor to ceiling
And still make love with overwhelming feeling
Cook up a meal like a Sunday feast
Powerful and dynamic
Woman is She
Can bleed for days and still bring forth life
Will go to battle in honor
always protects her seeds
Can feed a whole army with breadcrumbs and a tea leaf
Unafriad to fight for what is right
Benevolent and devoted
Woman is She
Man was incomplete without a companion you see
A small sacrifice and the creator fulfilled his dream
A partner twice his equal
With strength no man can speak to
The mold was broken when he created thee
Predominant and exceptional, superior and ethereal
Woman is She
Love it. Keep the poetry coming.
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