Post FeminismPost FeminismPost Feminism9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Post feminism they call it,
A time to put away,
The voices of the women,
Who fought for equal pay.
How cliche it is to be,
A female freedom fighter,
All the while the unseen chains,
Grow stronger, firmer...tighter.
"Honey, sweetie, baby
Please smile while you clean,
After all this is your job,
What being "woman" means."
"Go put the kids to bed,
Then spread your legs so wide,
So I may be the burly man,
Who sticks himself inside."
Too ashamed to stand up tall,
For fear of seeming radical,
All the while our laws and rights,
Are taking a sabbatical.
"Your role is in the home,
And home is where you'll stay
Till maybe, maybe I decide,
To let you have your way."
Is this what we have come to:
A post democratic world?
Where equal right are just a dream,
For every boy and girl?
Post feminism they call it,
And post feminism will be,
The end of what we've cried to have:
LullabyClose your eyes and rest your weary headLullaby6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lay down and let you mind free to wander
Lose yourself in my voice as I sing you this lullaby
Here in my arms I hold all that is important to me
And if you drift off now you will awake in my arms
The heart within my breast beats only for you
Dream sweetly, of a knight and a fair maiden
Or of the last dance and a kiss in the rain
A tango through the grove with the smell dancing in the air
The sun sleeps sound tonight so far away
And you look so peaceful here in my arms
The moon light spilling over your soft skin
I see everything I love about you and I know
I know that this is where I belong and I want to stay
Making you happy is what I live to do and it makes me feel good
As the flame dances the candlelight flickers in your eyes
Let my words drip through you like honey and lull you away
Now let me kiss your eyes here in the moonlight
I want to dream of you tonight so I can smile in my sleep
But even with you right here I will miss you
Why Women Turn To FeminismBecause you do not love usWhy Women Turn To Feminism8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as we want to love ourselves.
Because of the scarlet letters
you embroider on our chests
as we sleep on yours.
Because you pull the pigtails from puberty
and squeeze mothers and prostitutes
from the girls we really are.
Because Disney fooled us:
we awoke, sweet-sixteen, embittered
with no kiss, no carriage, no prince.
Because the heroines of our youth taught us
the plastic passivity of our sex.
Because we couldn't be factory-made beauty too.
Because we have spent too long courting tears
and making life-rafts of our pillows.
Because we want the power to reject
our presence, our affection - even our indifference
and not feel our hearts unbeating because of this.
Because, in feminism, we find the fairy Godmother
we were always denied by being real - but constructed.