Long Femininity Poems

Can a lioness tender care
Cease towards the child she bare
Yes she may be forgetful
Yet I shall never forget you
Words of mom on that fateful day
As she lay there in the most pitiable way
She drew me...

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[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more of an upstart, was merely known as, Robert Frost. Frost's...

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An Ode to Femininity and Romance -

The background music of this delicate poetic arrangement is intended to be played softly as you sit back and reminisce on romantic memories while creating new ones - Perhaps...

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"Robert Frosts', friend, Edward Thomas was an indecisive fellow, until that one day they took the other road Edward wanted, and of course, Robert's piece was not Edward's choice to say the least, so when...

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David Holmgren
a seminal PermaCultural Designer,
if there ever has become one,
suggests most people throughout Earth
in this age of globally interdependent communication
feel we have one foot planted
in our original local community/family culture,
and the other foot planted in...

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Ode to Be

I feel different from other people,
Some say I am weird and strange,
This endless striving to be accepted, 
Just leaves me disheartened and drained. 
I haven’t found God in the Bible, 
But your eyes...

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( a college life vignette)

It’s Thursday morning, usually no one’s favorite, but this one seems sugary new, as if beamed in from a different, better universe. The clouds look fluffy and freshly washed.

Even the freshmen,...

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A Sexy Salacious Steam
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Who Wants Men?   Ugh!!                             ...

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His heart ached as he looked at her
Her eyes had no sparkle
She walked ignorant of the fact
That her footsteps rocked his world
That she exuded sexuality
She walked unaware of the magnetism
Of her form
The sheer beauty of...

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Off kilter

Yup
I sobered up
despite expressing regular
(unleaded and unlettered) 
urge to shtup
expunged courtesy 
system of a down
with shuga (mush)
and everything nice.

	The following crafted some time ago,
when empty nest syndrome 
pulled me psyche taut 
analogous to an...

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EXFOLIATION, I AM      
 
In my advanced age am I but 
       The castoff--remnants 
Of a vitality that once was and has  been...

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June 2, 2014 at 7:26pm

 Too much testosterone in our Bologna

too much testosterone-e in our baloney

killed the dignity of our femininity.

Stepped out of my character onto front

lines, armed with cocktails, rocks, and lighters

Mothers, warriors, and...

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It was in a socially and economically difficult situation that the musical cultures of Jews, Moors and mainly Gypsies began to merge into what would become the basic form of flamenco. The Flemish songs reflect...

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 "Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces"
                         ...

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Hark! Joan of Arc

Joan of Arc fought for nationality and self-government,
The right to citizenship and an to identity that's yours,
One to do with your country, your space and your privileges;
She ended the medieval age saying...

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And I despise the flowers as a gift
it's wrong to condemn something to death
by giving it
now 
your soul is patched for my heart
(as a protest badge)
and that heart was holding the walls of my being

I...

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A Polite Warning. The Following poem is somewhat steamy. Not explicit, but explicit in
inference. If this sort of thing offends you, then please be considerate and don’t read
it. Thank you. 

Naked Flamenco

( A sultry summer...

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She’s dead
But will always stay alive
A beacon for everyone with a gripe

Thatcher snatcher was their war cry
When with apparent vigour
She tore asunder all society held dear

A divisive strong willed fighter
With femininity covering a steely frame
She...

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Can you see the radiance in her smile? That beautiful row of white goodness that makes me forget there are other people existing in the world.  Can you see the sensuousness of her skin?...

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A black robed maiden, born in a sacred world
With dreams and aspirations that swell’s her femininity
She intrudes in my innocence, my future is in her hands
It is possessed by violence and lust
My idiocy has lead...

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Daughter of the King

Young woman.....
You are 
First and foremost and always 
A daughter of the King....

Molded and created with 
delicate architecture and 
infused with notes of mystery 
and beauty, 
Fiery passions and gifts that 
slowly...

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Barefoot, I stepped on the twigs and the dry leaves,
Loving the cracking sound they make as they break,
Hating the noise at the same time,
As, they might wake those sleeping monsters
From whom I was running!

Barefoot, I...

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As Women now have more power and rightly now have a voice
In the western world there are many more opportunities
Than there used to be and so much choice.

While men are today unashamedly in touch with...

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These are modern English translations of the "Xenia" epigrams written in collaboration by the German poets Johann Wolfgang von Goethe and Friedrich Schiller, plus an elegy Goethe wrote for Schiller...

These are selected XENIA epigrams with...

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