Just a Woman

Just a Woman

She stood in the cold, bitter salt spray
masquerading as tears stinging her cheeks.
North winds had come early, rough seas,
maddened surf, no sight of sails in two weeks.
She stood, leaning into the wind, just a woman.

She stood in the warmth of spring sunshine
hanging clothes on the sagging rope line,
children using her as part of their game,
dog barking at the approach of the mail truck.
She stood, gazing into the empty mailbox, just a woman.

She stood in the midst of dust dry fields
watching a dream carried off on the arid winds
nurtured the essence of their hope
hefted the weight of fates harsh habits.
She stood, hungry and tired, just a woman.

She stood in the lush fields of happiness
smiling on the future of her love,
watching youth grow to man and womanhood
move on toward their ever vague futures.
She stood, teary eyed, waving goodbye, just a woman.

She watched him slow in the achiness of age
eyes dimming in the shadow of tomorrows,
held his hand and walked the narrow corn rows
rekindling the joy of youthful lovers.
She stood, in loving’s dream, just a woman.


John G. Lawless
5/30/2015

2019 Marathon Poetry Contest #4
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Y. Avatar
June 14, 2015 at 2:48 PM
Congratulations on your win:)Alexis
Beaufort Avatar
May 31, 2015 at 8:49 PM
John, a lot of sad things here. From my perspective, time goes by very quickly. Even the happy times are a bit tinged. You have captured life very well.
Lawless Avatar
June 1, 2015 at 6:36 AM
Duke, a mentor of mine once told me that "life is what is going to happen to you while you are making other plans". Thanks for stopping by to read and comment.
Leiser Avatar
May 31, 2015 at 3:47 PM
This is so beautiful and lovely and wonderful, John! Thank you for singing the praises of being a woman from a man's point of view! I loved it! A 7 :)
Lawless Avatar
June 1, 2015 at 6:35 AM
Laura, thank you for you the high mark and kind words. My niece once told me that she wanted to become a carpenter so I told her to by a hammer and get started...
Manassian Avatar
May 31, 2015 at 11:23 AM
This is lovely, John. I'm very moved by this piece. You capture all the beauty of a women during all the different phases of her life. Good luck in Justin's contest. This is Eileen, by the way. Yes, went for a different pen name. Thanks for visiting my...Get Her Drunk. :)
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June 1, 2015 at 6:33 AM
Thanks Eileen, I thought of using a pseudonym but then it was pointed out to me that many think that the name I now use is a pen name.
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