They went home and told their wives,
that never once in all their lives,
had they known a girl like me,
But... They went home.
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Another poem on the castigation of patriarchal hegemony.
My praises were on all men's lips, they liked my smile, my wit, my hips, they'd spend one night, or two or three. But... understanding the life of a woman. tony
My praises were on all men's lips, they liked my smile, my wit, my hips, they'd spend one night, or two or three.///satirical stanza
Smoke in the air the smell of fire, running home before dark. Old friends, memories. Tall trees and bright stars. This is home. Mom is going to be mad if i'm not home soon. Breath burns my lungs, heart pounding. I can see the light, lone house on north street. Delicious smells wafting me closer, i miss this place. Feet running through wet grass sending mud up my back. Laughter all around me. River rushing in the distance. This is my home.
Great poem.... The last stanza speaks volumes about men
They went home is a very nicely penned piece Clever piece.
Ahh...Home.! Home is the place were you feel good. Well done! Zoila T. Flores
It is graphic, so true and gives feelings of something very special. Good
Excellently presented poem. It's a wonder in a laconic tongue.
.....nicely penned, and wonderful message, home is where we can be ourselves ★
A wonderful poem elegantly crafted with artistic brilliance.