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Oh, Woman of Mist

Updated on March 27, 2017
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Kenneth, loves satire and writings to spotlight others, but he also has an "addiction" so to speak, to dramatic and abstract/prose poetry.


I came upon a jealous mist one day of birth
Carrying no life nor younger dreams
I walked, I stood to see his eyes of pearly earth.
I fell victim, prey a wounded cub of misty schemes.

I submit to edge of vows of trust not asking a bed to rest
I give of myself while seething hatred boils
To few who know me, the woman of mist their crest.
I pleasure, I laugh, with men I learn womanhood's toils.

My frame is sleek as summer night sky
My eyes were made of diamond to see beyond
I am twice faithful, to live on my tongue falling to die.
Wearing a foreign clothing of church's secret golden bond.

Still men pant, paint, sing and whine for me to drink and dine
Women angry as starving lioness waits
I leave my man I want and make a man in silken robe to be mine.
We dance, we dine, we drink up to eternity's misty gate.


I am but a woman in my mist always scored and burned
Like wolves they roar--like spiders they sow
Evading shaking man's fingers of lies and truth I learned.
I sleep with silent laughter walking in as they see me flow.

Woman, oh woman of mist, why create such beauty as you?
When rivers turn to waterfalls clean to become seas
Woman of mist, I yearn for you to walk in white so new.
Why should I crawl? Why should you hear a sweating please?

Young woman of mist never in stationary glimpse
Prances discreetly to mirror's truth in open part.
Pouting young woman whose words she will mince
And wink at dark demon missing his elderly heart.

Woman, oh woman of mist played many roles
Dressed in many clothes--told many vows
Woman, oh woman of mist only bow not low.
Watch your man resurrect himself that you allow.


Unsure, uncertain he stares at your eyes of jade
Dreams, oh woman of mist, a lonely meadow pass
Shaky feet he takes your chilly hand I made.
You forget his breath as he forgets the door of mass.

Turning, oh woman of mist, away from Maker he walks
Slightly smiling at him you wonder at his works now dust
Woman, beauty is your breath, your name he balks.
He can't love you, only to your breast he lusts.

Still, no babies to soil your sash of linen pure
His failures amass a sweaty labor true
Your restless spirit cannot fly only him endure.
Your raven hair, red lips, and you hold his sky of blue.

Woman, oh woman of mist in foggy morn
Wearing your parasol sharp
Woman, oh woman of mist so sad and forlorn.
You carry no memories, no bread, no harp.


Still, oh woman of mist, over eons of time
The garden you built is now but briars and vines
You see your lover lay quietly in pyre of pine.
Your diamond gown now shines in shading time.

Woman, oh woman of eternal mist you're but alive
You endured. You gave when nothing was gained
You walked near naked for beggar clothing survived.
You laughed at pain and cried loudly in His rain.

Woman, oh perpetual woman of mist can you say why?
You were beaten, cheapened, and sold
You were degraded to levels of earth and hellish cries.
But woman of mist, how powerful your gold.

Woman, fading woman of mist, where are you now?
Where can I go with no more food of joy?
To your hillside garden from where you plowed?
Or harness an angel's wings you now employ?


Woman, terrorized woman of mist lead me where you led
You wept, crept and bled true blood of virtue.
You kept your feminine secrets ne'er said
And used your grace to hide not leaving your lover a clue.

You weeping robbed you of exotic sleeping so pure
Dear woman of sadly strewn mist I stand
While motions of love of men you had to endure.
And yet I smell your soul on palms of my hands.

Foxes growl so softly their hearts at you
Woman, oh woman of teary mist I wonder.
Your heart seems stunned not living anew
Only viewing me, a man, a fool, much blunder.

Oh woman, mist of Eve to your hem we cling
You bleed of dismal seed
Your needs may go unseen and yet we sing.
Walk away gently like fading steed.

Dear woman of mist I cry as you walk silently down
To the cold pit that waits for crutch and crown.
I too will join your resting from labors done
Woman, pure woman of mist, silent eternity bound.


© 2017 Kenneth Avery


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      Kenneth Avery 11 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dearest Sakina :)

      Thank you so very much for such a deep, warm, sweet comment. I Appreciate YOU very much.

      Words are inept at this moment to try to write you such adjectives.

      Take care, Sakina. Peace.

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      Sakina Nasir 11 months ago from Kuwait

      Just just so amazingly written and portrayed. I love the images and the way you have put depth in these words. You're a master talent Kenneth, my dear friend. Hats off and God bless you! :)

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      Kenneth Avery 11 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hi, Dear Gypsy Rose Lee,

      I am so, so sorry that I was so hurried in getting a few things finished--including the wonderful comments in this hub that I messed up.

      I apologize to you, Gypsy Rose Lee for just clicking this hub to close it, but I appreciate what you said to me.

      I really did.

      Thanks so very much, my sweet friend.

      Stay in touch with me.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 11 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Simply amazing and awesome poetry. Love the flow here.

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      Kenneth Avery 11 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hello, Ruby Jean,

      A heart-felt thank you for your time and

      comment. I only write these when a

      sad memory surfaces and it marries to


      But thank you for the input.

      Please keep in touch.

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      Kenneth Avery 11 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dear, Sweet, PurvisBobbi44,

      So, so glad to hear from you, dear friend.

      Thank you sincerely for your warm comment,

      but I am concerned about YOU, my

      dear friend. Please tell me that you are doing


      Please keep in touch with me and let me know

      if there is anything I can do for you.

      Love, Kenneth

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      Kenneth Avery 11 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dear Linda,

      An humble thank you from my heart

      for such a sweet comment.

      May God bless you richly.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 11 months ago from Southern Illinois

      This was so beautiful, the kind of poetry that makes my heart heavy, yet joyful in a awesome way. Kenneth your poetry is staller! More please?

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      PurvisBobbi44 11 months ago from Florida


      There are no words to really describe this awesome poem--I am stunned into silence. The beautiful tempo captured the message and propelled it into my heart.

      If you do not write a book of poems--it will be a great loss to the future children of our society.

      Love it!

      Bobbi Purvis

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      Linda Rogers 11 months ago from Minnesota

      Wow! this is incredible writing Kenneth. Love how it flows so easily. Nice work.