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The Art Of Feminine wiles, Memoirs Of A Shrew

Updated on May 26, 2017
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Juliet Austin- Is an Equal Right's Activist, along with prose about Nature she also writes poetry detailing political issues.

Internal Scream

Is there a Man out there worthy of my free expressive state?

Or do you like everyone else like the sound of your own voice?

Blah! blah! blah!

A Lady must look, and pretend with eyes of interest

While you drone on, and on, and on, never giving her a chance to speak.


Stifle a yawn behind handkerchief

Bat your lashes while he spews about things that do not interest you

Engage in ritualistic fu..ery..., excuse me mockery

A Lady doesn't swear not even in her head

Eyes of mischief gleans

Tell me one more time what I ought!

Darn the dresses, crochet, violin, language, one must learn

That the Bible says

In my mind, I'm running barefoot, wild, and free

Another yawn stifled behind lace hand stitched, oh no not by me

As he in non-inflection baritone, a silly giggle bursting forth

Remember not to laugh out loud, a Lady shouldn't

Ought not, it's unseemly, unladylike

Why Sir do.., please tell me more!

While in my head I'm walking the plains, hills, and valleys

My hair a mess from the grassy knoll

Grass stains adorn my petticoat and dress just me the skies of blue

Why Sir such marvelous accomplishments, I intone

Whilst wishing the jackass would quit his infernal braying

Scream, I scream in my head!

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    • Byonder5 profile image

      Byonder5 3 months ago from UK

      Juliet, or should I say Molly? I think the man truly worthy is the one who understands a real woman in all her power and beauty. Whether or not that is obscured behind a lace handkerchief. Or a magnificent, athletic female form clad in elaborate petticoats. I so hope you agree and I like the subtle power of your poetry.