Man versus Woman
Dear Man
I am not just meat to pummel and knead;
I am flesh that wakens to a gentle touch,
A flower opening to the soft caress of morning sun,
Petals unfolding, gently, as the growing warmth draws moisture from a dewy lawn.
I am not your friend if you hear not what I say,
If you close your ears to things that do not fit with your desires.
And if I dare speak and yet still feel alone
Then, as petals fold in fading light, I shall close my beauty to all who watch in silence.
Slowly, slowly, I shall wilt and die.
The peace and trust that lies within all cherished things will shrink
Like leaves on autumn trees, as cold creeps close around us.
The flame that warms our souls will wither where love once was and touch was soft.
I am a flower whose petals bruise.
Remember that when next you come to me.
Love Woman.
Watch Criminal Justice, BBC 1, 9pm.
It's a powerful story.
I am not just meat to pummel and knead;
I am flesh that wakens to a gentle touch,
A flower opening to the soft caress of morning sun,
Petals unfolding, gently, as the growing warmth draws moisture from a dewy lawn.
I am not your friend if you hear not what I say,
If you close your ears to things that do not fit with your desires.
And if I dare speak and yet still feel alone
Then, as petals fold in fading light, I shall close my beauty to all who watch in silence.
Slowly, slowly, I shall wilt and die.
The peace and trust that lies within all cherished things will shrink
Like leaves on autumn trees, as cold creeps close around us.
The flame that warms our souls will wither where love once was and touch was soft.
I am a flower whose petals bruise.
Remember that when next you come to me.
Love Woman.
Watch Criminal Justice, BBC 1, 9pm.
It's a powerful story.
Comments
And it was national poetry day yesterday too.
... Isn't amazing how often this happens with our 'friends' though. We must listen more, I feel.
Wonderful poem x
Then, as petals fold in fading light, I shall close my beauty to all who watch in silence.
I love your poem, my favourite lines are those above.
I too wrote a poem after watching the series - I am not blogging it but I can email it to you if you are interested.
I have watched some of the series mentioned. Sometimes hard to take, but needs addressing all the same.
Love Granny