Celebrating National Women's Month with Poetry!
March is Women's Month - Los Angeles Poet Society has parterned with the premiere Rock n Roll clothing line, Metal Babe Mayhem to bring you a unique poetry contest celebrating women! We asked all participants to create an Acrostic poem for the words "WOMAN" and "METAL BABE". Each winner gets $25!
CONGRATULATIONS to Poet Seven Dhar who swept the contest with his dynamic creations for METAL BABE and WOMAN! We are so happy to have received so many wonderful poems honoring women! Thank you to all those who participated!
Please enjoy all the poetry submissions we received to celebrate women! ~WRITE ON!
Men, as NOW mentioned, oh, women are
Everywhere free to roam
Town and country, in fetish gear or
A gown; where only men were
Ladies will soon abound:
Barrooms to binge, or moshpits for mayhem,
And even that male bastion boulevard basement, where
Babes happy go down to eager rock out, yes,
Even Penn' Ave. in that spikey, sparkling White House!
Music unites us throughout the world
Each finding connection within themselves and each other
Touched by a song, a melody, or just one note
Affecting the heart, body, mind, and soul
Living and breathing it every day
Bonding with those who feel the same way
Artists may come, and artists may go
But us true rock fans know…
Every one of them helped us grow
Alison “MetalBabe” Cohen
Mayhem carries me, to an
Eternal place located between
Truth and reason. The very spot where
All my friends tell me to stop
Looking for you.
Because sure, sometimes we’re good
And care for each other. But
Boy, you got me blinded.
Everyone keeps asking me to promise, we’re over.
Most definite, she's rockin'
Try to measure her in watts
And feel the sear of
Lighting, voltage crackling
Armor of confidence
Battle-ready to burn up
Every earthbound obstacle
Jennifer Ruth Jackson
"Make me." You heard me: "make me".
Eat my shorts and kiss my ass instead -- how about that?
Take your preconceived notions, prejudices,
And judgments, and
Leave me alone to be myself.
Because I don't need
Anyone to tell me how to
Be. You know what I am to this world?
Mind whips with the
Edge of your razor eyes
Timbering around my chest
Alert to the blood fueling
Legend into chaste kisses.
Bites into knuckles
As the wind spins your scent
Beyond cavities of carnal
Jessica M. Wilson
My Lolita, and
To touch your body-
A blend of innocence and corruption is required.
Life is worth living
As a fire of my loins, you
Essential to me.
Where our men are needed (as from above),
Our women are already there!
More than to help, as pleaded,
Are our maidens iron strong and fair...
Now all men owe women (a debt of love).
When the 4th wall to the genius of woman finally shatters,
Our mothers, our sisters, and our primas -
Mujeres unidas, mujeres poderosas de nuestro sangre -
Are to mark the fall with a boom; years and years' worth of repressed voices.
Never will our daughters have to fight the clash of the sexes to be seen as her own; never will our daughters have to seek shelter in anyone but themselves.
We are, at times,
Our own best friends;
Maybe, other times, our own worst enemies.
And, in spite of all of this, we are,
Now and forever, simply amazing!
Walking through life won’t get you anywhere
Orchestrate a path to the stars
Make sure the world knows who you are
Ambition, aspiration, and action are the only way to get results
Never stop until you reach the top!
Alison “MetalBabe” Cohen
Whenever I wake up, I like to rest my eyes
On the vacant eyes looking back at me in the
Mirror. Afterwards I
Even try to walk with pride. With my heart open for the love that
Out of sync and incomplete
Missing one thing that she needs.
And here he comes, arms wide spread
Now Too fulfilled inside his head.
Willis the Poet
When dancing shadows of phallus traverse
Only my body becomes a victim.
Many loop, leap pool, and spurt
And they burn, bit, sting, and spring
No breathable space lies in those thin layers.
When she gets over her imperfections and
Opens the eyes of her heart to see herself,
Men don't know what to do.
Endangered species like her and
Notice but are not able to do anything.
Watch her walk
Ogle her assets
Make believe she's
Anything you'd ever dream, but
No, she's more
Jennifer Ruth Jackson
Wisely watching the Worlds surroundings..
Outwardly stretching her writing utensils, stirring up and
Making great decisions and bold statements that
Elevates everyone in
Need of Love.
A big THANK YOU to our sister/partner Metal Babe Mayhem for co-sponsoring this poetry contest!
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