Woman Prose Poetry Poems

She is confused, a teacher says
Why? Because her hair is dyed three colors?
She wears goth clothes and her make up is dark
Have you spoken to...

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Serpent woman seduced as she slithered
Sultry and sexy, she sashayed as a slink
We mortals stood back, admiring her prowess
Terrified she might show us her forked...

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I am off to join the carnival
Can I go, Mom?
Can I go?

No, honey, you have to stay here.
Learn to cook.
Sweep the floor. It is so...

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No one asks troll woman her age
She is older than the petrified forest
twice as old as the snow-capped mountains
Savvy, sage, seasoned, Smithsonian-trained

Hard-working too her followers...

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The woman in the next booth was gorgeous
Ronnie started to introduce himself
Then he saw the cigarette
His mother had been a smoker

He could not abide the...

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You may call me Mrs. V the woman told new workers.
I am the manager, so I manage what you do.
She is also an overseer, and...

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All on a sudden getting awake in the morning, I got stunned seeing, the whole earth had become a great graveyard. Each house was, as...

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I rushed into my friend’s office once not realizing she had a guest.
She said “This is Dr. Pat McClintock.”
Dr. Pat McClintock said “You are a...

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This is your watch woman on the wall informing you that a joint Democratic/Republican
Federal Trade Commission is in the name of 'digital equity' going to...

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Hanging off her foot 
defying gravity
tethered
it seems
by the erotic 
outer arch of her instep
a simple
yet provocatively feminine
gold-coloured sandal
dangles and swings
as her lower leg
arcs gently
back and...

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Sabrina was a woman who knew her own soul
People learned fast not to try and hoodwink her
She did not fall down, kick or scream when...

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Older lady with face of a ninety-year old
Wore a bejeweled spider on her lapel
It was striking, many commented
Others seemed to not notice

How you could not...

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Wadandra nestled the baby against her breast.
He was content, his tiny lips dripping milk.
She loved this child as much as her own.
There is a bond...

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Between the world me and you
I wander past the grazes eyeing the sharpness of you
Today was kind of gloomy bloomy for whomever thought you’d assume...

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Smiling Smitty has had three wives and counting
He is still cute and engaging, now, but is getting older
He courts women who own their own house...

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