To be woman

Is the flowing strength



This caring for others

Breaks my heart

But lifts me

And my curves

And bone

Smooth pelvis


What is different

Is my voice

More like a song

Or spirit

Than a masculine gruff

Not that I can’t growl

And bare my teeth

And burn


But my soft folds

Add dimension

And my million thoughts


A certain way that contrasts

Yin from yang


To be woman

Is the pulse

And wind

Melodic mounds

Of birth


No matter if her

Children are

Her words,

Her songs,

Or beings

That she tends


© Angela Bigler 2013


photo credit: [auro] via photopin cc

4 thoughts on “Woman

  1. Wow, beautiful! Make sure to add your blog address to your Gravatar profile, so we can find it easily (had to google your user name to find your blog!) : ) Cheers!!

  2. I hate to tell you how much I appreciate this poetry, for fear of discouraging your prose. As gifted as you are at poetry, the girls of St. Lucy’s achieve real greatness when they howl in prose.

    • Thank you Steve! I will forever write both poetry and prose. My favorite is to wind them up together. I appreciate you stopping by and howling with the girls of St. Lucy’s!

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