Long Misogyny Poems

I would imagine Adam Smith's invisible cooperative economic
self-and-Other-investment hand,
at least during Christian Sunday morning services,
looked and sounded and felt very much
like the One Invisibly-Organic-Holistic-Enlightened MindBody of Christ.

I would further imagine
both he and George Washington,
at least...

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I dread the United States presidential 2024 outcome...

Whereby yours truly presages and doth abhor
nothing short of an imminent civil war
dwarfing insurrection on January 6, 2021
oddly enough even reducing
ordinary decibels to a mute whisper
madding crowd trumpeting...

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I had a funny feeling today
that forced me to go to the park and pray
I was neither happy or sad but I felt a bit mad
I jumped into my truck and drove to the top...

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James Joyce:
In winding streets of Dublin, I did dwell,
found Ulyssean tales to weave and tell.
In this modern age, voices rise anew.
What themes thrive, Margaret, in works like you?

Margaret Atwood:
Ah, James, your stream, like a cerebral...

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In the far-away land of Fiddlesticks, in the town of Balderdash, there lived a group of peaceful, loving Whatsits - a creature known to truly never ask a question of science, and would casually ...

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Fruitful days are filling up the piles of treasure mesuring the misogyny it shouldn't be a topic of forgery while waiting for break outs throwing correction direction of stereotyping the tipicallity of capabilities in abilities...

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Fruitful days are filling up the piles of treasure mesuring the misogyny it shouldn't be a topic of forgery while waiting for break outs throwing correction direction of stereotyping the tipicallity of capabilities in abilities...

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...He flipped through the paper he’d bee given,
And saw the name ‘Ms. Karen Mallory,’
his mind reeled again, incredulous,
that was the girl he had saved by the sea!

Soon enough he was dragged into a court
and Ms....

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a flustered tango of Gypsy moths 
drumming the porchlight; chalk artists; 
the endemic disappearance of farms—silos lost 
in unkempt fields;  space stations; the sunlit-scent of lemon 
oil on cherry wood; birth; the chasm between...

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No, I'm not saying sorry
For standing up for me
And I'm done being worried
For saying what I need
If you can't handle the truth, then
You can leave 'cause I'm not movin'
'Cause we're fighting this battle
And refuse to...

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EXCUSE ME!!!!
Do you not see me
standing before you?
Do you not realize that I,
a black woman had a life
that mattered too?
The black woman appears to be
the best kept secret in death
being wiped from the face of...

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Force.
Two, 
They are two
Heavy and strong 
On my top.
Their hands covering my mouth
I can't even
Scream, STOP.
Numb,
My body 
Is numb.
Legs,
Shaking.
Shaking because of 
The Unpleasant orgasm.
The abdomen is paining,
I feel the spasm.
I've lost power.
I am defunct.
Enervated.
And, helpless.
Lying,...

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I received a re-invitation email this morning. A ‘come on, why don’t you want to?’ note that struck me as odd. See, I’ve been ‘tapped’ for a couple of final clubs at Yale. It can...

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In Boo Land ...

Every gagged mouth is covered 
by a grave reeker hand
Raven black-cloaked, vomit foul specter
maniacally sob laughing
Someone’s been tilting the tomb bottles again,
tipping thru the Pet Sematary growling 

Inflicting fear is the feral...

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Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...

Writing prompts burst asunder
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to yours truly,
I did dumbfoundedly wonder...

At o'clock tick tocking wee hours brisk
December seventeenth
two thousand nineteen
simultaneous blinding fiery kindling
quickening xing risk
within winkin blinkin...

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The other day
The same man 
Who told me that
Men are the superior sex
Also asked me if I could 
Be "less of a woman"
So that for once he could have
A "logical" conversation with me
Being the reasonable...

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We only talked sanely a few times, 
About how he also had a condition like me, 
Although my dad, who was a pharmacist, when James was small wouldn’t say, 
Obvious as it was that he...

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They tell me that I must avoid feminism.
They tell me that feminism makes me hate men.
They tell me as a feminist no man will like.
They tell me all about misandry and not about
misogyny and after...

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Hip-Hop is dead
I can’t feel the throb, the devotion, the dedication
I wear all black
Black stilettos, black cut dress, aimed real low
Seductive but simple, I know my place
Beside the King, my sweet deceased Revolutionist 
Rap’s number...

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A voice from a woman that has emotional depth and concern for humanity is often shunned through strong arming of sources to discredit her psychological state.

If you steal from a children’s cancer research foundation, and...

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I was playing near a college town,
people pay money to hear my jokes,
when back-clad fools charged upon stage,
at first I thought it was a hoax.
Then they said my jokes about dating
were ‘Patriarchal Misogyny,’
everyone’s good time...

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Looking around our country and the world as I’ve watched hatred and misogyny soar
I have to wonder why more people aren’t ashamed of these feelings anymore?

Then again, I’m too old for you to ban the...

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So tell me what gives you the sense that it’s right

when you see a female that delights your eye

to move in, and take the opportunity do some creepy touching

to touch inappropriately and the plead it...

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"When you look good but the world has freaked you out too much to communicate." ~ Rose McGowan 

My poem is inspired by Rose McGowan. Thank you for being brave. 

The silent scream
By Michelle Morris
28/10/2023

The...

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Women have been kept down for too long and it's time we became our true, powerful goddess selves. A celebration for women and an inspirational piece.

I am woman
By Michelle Morris 
01/05/2020

I am woman,
Hear me roar!
I...

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