Women

Women

A Poem by Bethany Woody
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Contest writing for the group I Am Woman.

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March along in little lines

holding up your banner signs

recognize the changing of the times.

 

No longer property

with no authority

It's my mind and my body.

 

Molly poured without rest

And Rosey built to her best

Me, I burned a bra in protest.

 

Down thru all the years

with blood, sweat, and tears

we won the right to have careers.

 

But did we get what we really yearned

and what did we really learn

other then bridges to burn.

© 2008 Bethany Woody


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This was good Mona! I liked how you left the reader with questions...makes you wonder is there all there is to being a women? I like the fact you weaved yourself into the poem. This makes me feel that maybe there is still something left to yearn for and maybe we have to burn some more bridges. Thanks for entering the contest.-Catrina

Posted 15 Years Ago


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This was amazing Beth and it showed or summed up what woman have gone through and have become.
I loved the lines.......

"Molly poured without rest
And Rosey built to her best
Me, I burned a bra in protest."

Made me chuckle, but I remember hearing about this in history.
I am woman hear me roar!!!!
Thanks for the smiles.

Kelley

Posted 15 Years Ago


This was good Mona! I liked how you left the reader with questions...makes you wonder is there all there is to being a women? I like the fact you weaved yourself into the poem. This makes me feel that maybe there is still something left to yearn for and maybe we have to burn some more bridges. Thanks for entering the contest.-Catrina

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Bethany Woody
Bethany Woody

Atlanta, GA



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This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet .. more..

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