Tag: womanhood
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September 13, 2008 11:15 PM EDT --
She had sorted
through the trash heap
of her life...
discarded memories,
men,
broken dreams,
and stupid decisions.
She sorted,
searching for clues
to herself,
the woman she . . .
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March 10, 2009 09:01 PM EDT --
These curves (ample though they are)
have been adored,
polished like fine silver,
used as a cushion
for the hardest of hearts.
They languish lazily
on bones begging to be revealed
. . .
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March 11, 2009 03:44 PM EDT --
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July 05, 2007 09:54 AM EDT --
When my daughter was 7 she wanted a Barbie doll.
Being a good mom and an ardent feminist, I told her no. I told her that Barbie was an illusion. Real women don't look like that. . . .
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July 10, 2009 01:29 PM EDT --
We are women, we are one Each of us with a soul As warm as the rising sun.
Amid laughter, amid tears Spirits join together Sharing joy as well as fear.
We face the day, face the night Assure one . . .
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December 21, 2006 01:25 PM EST --
Womanhood
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> >by Unknown Brilliant Woman Author
> Women over 50 don't have babies because they would put them down and
forget
> >where they left them.
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> >One . . .
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May 01, 2006 09:00 AM EDT --
for Angela Claire and Andalucia Dotson
may·day [máy dày] noun. distress call: the internationally recognized communications distress call.
My friend draws bright discs in . . .
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November 22, 2007 05:01 AM EST --
Locating frag men ts of girlhood for a collage of seg men ts
Amuse men t of achieve men ts with com men d and blandish men ts
Ele . . .
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June 16, 2008 01:32 PM EDT --
I would stand naked in front of the mirror,
rosy twin peaks staring back, and I would wonder
what to do with them...
. . .
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March 31, 2009 11:02 PM EDT --
I would stand naked in front of the mirror,
rosy twin peaks staring back,
and I would wonder
what to do with them...
tape them down or
push them together and
wear a low cut . . .
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July 26, 2009 04:18 PM EDT --
Women Do Not Follow Men
©2009 Robert Burnham
Women do not follow men
They don’t now, they didn’t then
They have no wilderness in them
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May 25, 2007 12:47 PM EDT --
As a a little girl
it was easy to pretend,
dressed up in her grandma's clothes;
Laughing and playing, she could be anyone
from her head all the way down to her toes.
. . .
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October 15, 2008 10:25 AM EDT --
Am now only a feel of unity
a woman of substance, a unit
A happening naturally without
regret or permit !
Often I dwell within ....
Find him in me to giggle remembering
to be petted . . .
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July 10, 2009 01:36 PM EDT --
Women of soul with their own unique style, An abundance of talent vast and versatile, Each as gilded as a vintage Rolls Royce... We're sisters, we're family, for this we rejoice.
Free flowing on the . . .
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September 17, 2008 11:44 AM EDT --
No one told her
This was going to happen,
No one said a word
About the flood of blood,
And the aching gut
And the mess and such.
And why the heck
Didn't somebody give a hint
Of this . . .
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May 23, 2009 10:13 PM EDT --
LOSING HER EXISTENCE
© 2009 Robert C Burnham
She gives her all
To House & Home
And her sacrifices he doesn't
Recognize; . . .
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May 26, 2009 10:20 PM EDT --
Inside The Day of a Strong Woman
©2009 Robert Burnham
A strong woman wakes bleeding inside
Raises up her coffin's lid and
Makes coffee, . . .
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July 20, 2009 02:15 PM EDT --
EXPRESSION OF A WOMAN
©Robert C Burnham
2009, Conway, SC
Sometimes poetry . . .
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September 11, 2006 11:04 AM EDT --
From the dust
From the man
From the spirit
Completion of the plan
Perfection
Helpmate
Friend
Child of God
Receiver of the gift
Abuser of the gift
First to be tempted
First in . . .
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August 20, 2007 06:24 PM EDT --
I am from a better place, sent from my Father above;
I am a daughter of the earth, sent to share my love.
I am from imperfect parents who loved me just the same;
I am a work in progress, and . . .
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