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Aurore Severo Poem
Men, they say
Dominators
Slayers
Conquerors
We have been subjugated by their culture and rules
The norms and the religions of masculine fools
The laws and the clowns
The world one day will evolve
We who have the curves and seductive smiles
Are we not filled inside with the same DNA? so they say…
Give us books and untie our bonds
We shall rise up, making empires strong
Mock not my dashing eyes
Discount not, my luscious thighs
I shall dance your dance into the night
Have no doubt; I shall be your queen
When we are embraced, for who we are
Do you not see? We shall gleam like the stars in the night
Genders, colors, nations too
Leave them sitting in old church pews
Philosophers, doctors, engineers of creation
We shall be side by side, working with you
So smile and behold the new golden age
Suras must die, in the deserts of past sage
Sisters of the sun, the gods, and the wind
The old men of the past must rescind
Glories are coming, so rejoice and behold
Equality is the greatest story a woman ever told
Poet George Sand Notes
Excerpt from letters to Gustave Flaubert Nohant from George Sand
Amantine-Lucile-Aurore Dupin, wrote under the pseudonym name of George Sand
She was born in July, 1804, and is more known as a writer, but many of her prose by today’s standards are very poetic in nature. She was a feminist long before the term existed. She was very able to converse and discuss with men, as equals, and at the same time able to maintain all that makes us beautiful. She was able to see the finest details of life as well as absorb the political and cultural idiosyncrasies of the time, and had no fear saying her own views.
To be an inconvenience distresses me
I sleep everywhere, in the ashes, or under a kitchen bench, like a stable dog.
Everything shines with spotlessness at your house
So one is comfortable everywhere.
I shall pick a quarrel with your mother and we shall laugh and joke, you and I,
much and more yet.
If it’s good weather, I shall make you go out walking, if it rains continually, we shall
roast our bones before the fire while telling our heart pangs.
The great river will run black or grey under the window saying always, fast, faster! Carrying away our thoughts, and our days, and our nights, without stopping to notice
such small things.
"The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul."
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I used to dance
when I had legs
I used to smile
when I had lips
I was from Aleppo
now I am from hospital
My country is gone
my heart is gone
If I had arms
I could paint my pain
Inside my mind
sometimes I still dance
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Daddy picked his cotton
Six scorched days a week
Sundays were sunny gleeful
Cotton candy I held in hand
He took me to the county fair
Pink and pretty as could be
Balloons hid my child's tears
for the days he toiled away
My daddy loved to toss me
high up in the air
he'd yell, I love you
My pink beautiful butterfly
Ferris wheels and chocolate pies
Sundays truly I
the pink happy butterfly
One day the balloons all popped
Daddy grasping heart
Tumbled to the ground
there are no more
Candy cotton dreams
only
Somber clown
tears
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I hate Christmas
Church and turkey
Dolls and dollhouses
Pretty dresses, I hated it all
I was only 11
I was not so tall
Uncle would visit
Jovial and sweet
He always brought those extra treats
In the night, so silent he crept
Telling me I was pretty
Touching me as I wept
I was to be the silent one
For its better off than dead
The boogieman would be coming
If I opened my mouth and said
I do not wear dresses
I am fat as can be
Inside is the silent one
Now no one will touch me
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A sunny autumn day
my blanket beneath me
over gardens grass
wine and cheese
a framed photo
flowers gently sway
in the wind
unescorted I sit
in quiet contemplation
beauty is a deception
me and my shadow know
by sleepless nights
eyes downward
staring at nothing
for nothing is all I possess
my treasure buried
on another sunny
autumn day
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He
Whispers
Poetic words
In the heat of love
Dreaming of tomorrows truth
I fall onto a hopeless dream
Awaken
By the emptiness
Of rumbled bed sheets
The song birds singing on window sills
As the sun rises yet again and again and again
Coffee cup filled with tears, loneliness fills the years
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White pages stare
at the blood stains of the past
White virgin cries then dies
red wine to the victor
Roses so blue
tell tales in the wind
Judges three, older than all of thee
all of them colorblind
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The church judged my abortion
now it is my turn
crusades killed thousands
for Jesus
then Native Americans were slaughtered
in the name of Jesus
all for the almighty
I, who cried for the death of one
as they rejoiced the death
of many
Dedicated to my sister, the kindest person I know.
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BREASTS
Growing
Attention holding
A mans kiss
I, the mans wishes
As I do the dishes
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The Comet
The sun
Consumes
The moon delights
The stars watch amused
As I twirl in the night
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