I’m still celebrating my history as a woman this month…how about you? It’s not often we are simply celebrated for being a female.. So I’m laying down the pots, pans, brooms, hair combs and my cell to post another piece from my book “I Speak Female Poetically” A piece I wrote in celebration of this month two years back…entitled HERstory.
If you haven’t done so already, give chase to the wind, take a trip, write a book, make a cake, get married…before the month is out!!
After that… us women will still be extraordinary…we’ll just have to pinch people to make them say so!
Peace, Love & Empowerment
~V~
HERstory
Ain’t filled with prince charming
Homes with picket fences or Barbie doll fashioned dreams
Not equated to million dollar yachts and surgery induced beauty
Not comprised of sweet lullabies
Serenades from gift bearing lovers
Shoulder length, free-flowing gowns
Crystal laced ear lobes and wrist trinkets
HERstory don’t smile back in the mirror, it just smirks
Smirks and peers back at her like a small angry child
With a constant gaze of disapproval
Waiting on her next move
HERstory
Simply be a nine to 5 rut, day in day out, mundane
Heart rearing burden of being ordinary
Sleepless, trouble filled, worry laced
Often unfair, confusion riddled gurney wrought weight
Knee scrapped, prayer pushing, toil and troubled heart
Hums, moans and silent screams
Which don’t often bring relief
HERstory be about the here and now
It don’t have no plans
No dreams, hopes or desires
No plans for the future
Cause right now
HERstory can’t seem to rid itself of the past