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Women Narrative Poems

These Women Narrative poems are examples of Narrative poems about Women. These are the best examples of Narrative Women poems written by international poets.


The Eightieth Trimester, Part II
Hux said,"My mother realized
that I was a being apart,
but if you’re all sure I’m a mistake,
then please, come stab me in the heart.”

To ensure that...

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Categories: abortion, conflict, courage, culture,



The Eightieth Trimester, Part I
Huxley was in his nineteenth year,
a freshman at a fancy school,
the kind with excesses of ivy,
who claimed they accepted no fools.

The academics were no task,
he’d...

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Categories: abortion, conflict, courage, culture,

The New Puritans, Part II
...It was only two days later
when the local catholic high school
was told their team name, the ‘Crusaders,’
was insensitive and uncool.
Protestors showed up to bellow slurs,
and...

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Categories: culture, how i feel,

The New Puritans, Part I
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...

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Categories: culture, how i feel,

Other People's Freedom, Part I
Autumn though of herself as a kind soul,
and she took great pride in her compassion,
she believed things could be made perfect,
and her voting reflected this...

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Categories: betrayal, dark, evil, freedom,

Premium Member We Have Raised Three Independent Daughters
We raised three daughters.
Doing our best to let them know that we adored them.
What they did after we released them into the world was up...

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Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,

Hello Mother
Hello Mother
It’s me the son you don’t remember
The son you were ashamed of and ready to give up on
I bet you have forgotten about me...

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Categories: absence, anger, character, growing

The Son of Tyrants, Part I
I was born in far Morsania,
a small, backwater Eurasian state,
known to most folk in this wide world
for my grandfather’s prodigious hate.

My given name is Jocefeus,
but...

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Categories: america, change, dark, family,

Premium Member vocal poetry
the me-too movement was started by young black women lacking social
opportunity...the media turned that into 'sex between the stars'...now,
while there is quite lewd and gross...

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© sand blown  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: appreciation, art,

Premium Member Ireland - a divided island part two
  chieftains trade their loyalty behind the clouds
  like the high mountain king Carrantouhil commanding his Macgillycuddy Reeks
  men of begotten rank,...

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Categories: community, history, ireland, time,

Premium Member Ireland - a divided island part one
  born under the sea, an irresistible force
  two bodies reluctantly embrace, shunting, shifting, tectonic drifting
  alongside the southern Iapetus Ocean
 ...

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Categories: community, history, ireland, time,

Bless the beasts and the children
Why do careless and heartless people abuse both animals and children?  I would like to think one reason is purely ignorance.  They simply...

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Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,

The Bramble Rose
In the depths of some divine despair,
the wind stirs softly.
With a prayer from her soul’s deep core –
a plea in awful repose…

A melancholy crack in...

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Categories: beauty, poetess, woman, women,

Mariah of Magdala
Part IV: FORGIVENESS

“Rabii! Rabii! Rabii!
What suppose you of this woman?
Caught in the act of sin
Our society out cast such
She must be thrashed to the non-living
So...

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Categories: blessing, character, conflict, endurance,

Him Too, or The Drowning Femenist, Part II
...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...

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Categories: abuse, anger, beach, dark,

Him Too, or The Drowning Femenist, Part I
Dylan Carston was a well-off young man,
thanks to a large and health trust fund,
his father was a true Wall Street ace
and had been quite generous...

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Categories: abuse, anger, beach, dark,

IF SEEING IS BELIEVING
IF SEEING IS BELIEVING



If seeing from far in my youth, would you believe what I see?
Beneath the old oak tree I see plenty of what...

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Categories: adventure, poems, poetess, voice,

Forgetting Where You Came From, Part II
...“While I march for justice in our neighborhood,
you were out here running ’round in the woods.
While I protested to bring about change,
you sold out to...

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Categories: brother, change, family, growing

Mariah of Magdala
Chapter I

Part II: Power and emptynes


Mariah of Magdala!

Opulent woman yet juvenile 

Did your hood bestow you such affluence?

Look how youthful you are

Flawless beauty, Enchanting aroma...

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Categories: beautiful, beauty, body, desire,

Mariah of Magdala
Part I: Sin

Mariah of Magdala

The cursed one among women

Better that you were not born

The one full of black evil

Queen of prostitutes

None of modest can be...

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Categories: abuse, black love, dark,