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A short poem from my collection "Women: Little Moments in Time"

A witch told me long ago

That the red drops from my belly

Could in magic bind a man.

They should pay for themselves,

These rubies that fall in anger;

They hurt enough,

Burn enough,

Elevate my sadness high.

I could never tolerate them

If they weren’t a fine bracer

For the male that wants my heart.

Reviews

[Chris]

"Blessed Be..." Many follow the Goddess.

An interesting vision shared.

[PaintedBirdy]

hi Marian Elizabeth! i enjoyed reading this poem. good work!

unless i'm way off, i interpreted it to mean that menstruation is only worth it if it results in love and children. i really like how you expressed this. i'm curious about who this witch is too. good witch? bad witch? other kind of witch? and why was the narrator talking to a witch? if i had a suggestion, maybe add some kind of context or subtext about the witch so that i, as the reader, understand the narrator's relationship to this witch. overall, i liked this poem! i hope you post more of them!

[Marian Elizabeth]

Thank you for taking the time to review my poem! I'm glad you enjoyed it. The purpose of this collection is to merely depict a short moment in time, a memory, a sensation, a simple action, etc. I don't explain things in my poems precisely because I want the readers to fill in the gaps with whatever details they want. In this case, why would it matter who the witch was or what her intentions were? The main idea here is that the speaker is not only complaining about what nature has assigned her body to do but that she is also willing to use it as a magical element in the field of love. That's all :) remember that many poems are abstract and that writers do not have the duty to explain everything.
Thank you!

[Blake Blackstone]

I remember this one. :) Very nice first choice.

[Marian Elizabeth]

I will be uploading more soon.. luv u ❤