~Red Beryl Vows~

~myths stripped~

Shall I be your lover

in a silken blue chemise

shall I be your doll

in porcelain mystique

will you bring me bread when I am hollow as the bowl

of the fairy tale in two fold abandoned and untold

 

Shall I be your man

in a suit of armor on a steed

shall I be your groom

in gender flip misdeeds

will you bring me apples when I am hanging by a branch

of a story where the knight is a woman, not a man

 

Shall I be your wanderlust

in a gypsy swirl of cards

shall I be your fortune

in a love line burnt and scarred

will you bring me gold when I am made up for your fire

of branches pulled along a road by a girl you’ve named Desire

 

Shall I be your w***e

in a saucer spread with cream

shall I be your bride

of a thousand one misdeeds

will you sell me to the god when my worth has run its course

off the side rail of a story,  without a moment of remorse

 

Shall I be your lover

your girl with ruby lips

shall I be, as always

the point repeatedly dismissed

will you be my crush  when my heart decides to wander

off the beaten track that every man has squandered

so will you

will you be my lover

off the beaten track

forsaking all the others

loving me intact

and will you do as I do

here

on bended knee

my offering a fluted glass

filled with silk Chablis

hidden from the mad above

beneath this epic Tree

an apple in my top hat

a song inside my throat

my vows to you in scales

between my mouth

my bow

a bold calligraphy

a rose

 

 

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Author's Note

nope~still refuse to be classified by gender~the amount of melanin in my skin~by how I stalk~by how I walk~bite~love~play~ just me~ pigeonholing and labeling individual groups of humans through division by physiological aspects and lifestyle choices is just that~ a division that keep us apart~ nope~ ain't havin' it~ =)~ namaste~

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

how about we just hold e-hands and walk through this long garden praising the flowers...oh, say, about Feather Tales, remember the little girl whose voice was taken by a curse, you'll really love the climax (about fifteen chapter on) where she arises (yet again) to make the future possible...oh, the coffee and eclairs set my day in a sweet direction

[SpokenWord]

The mighty power of labels is often over looked but groups use them to manipulate us. It is the vision in our minds, that fantasy we hold dear that destroys our reality. Your words tear these traditions down tearing them into shreds with a refusal to be placed neatly into a box and filed away.

[GTVile]

I really like the mythological references and the removal of roles for individuals in this. Its nice to see something so thought-provoking put into something quick and easy to read.

[Cassie316]

This is a cool poem. i feel like it is written in old English though,which is weird because if feels like a modern topic, but I actually think that is more productive to your cause. Olden times people were more suppressed to be classified by gender roles... So it's like your refuting the old ways. Nice job really! Not sure this is helpful, but at least it gives you writing appreciation, cuz I really did enjoy this poem!

[Bard Constantine]

Lovely... for we are too large to be contained by the boxes created by fools with small minds and twisted hearts... you can be me, and I can be you... for we all come from the same place...

[Blossom]

this is amazing!!!! I absolutely loved this. the flow and the imagery of this poem was amazing. the imagery was also very vivid. when reading it sounded so magical. Great job

[r]

Wow. This is.....amazing. I am speechless. I just love the way this is written and wow. Great, AMAZING, work.

[Geralyn Miller]

You writing is well honed blade ofDamascus steel clad in silken fripperies shelter its very wit from the philistines.. A creature of great beauty can be a creature of great power.
Damascus is the finest steel, flexible nearly unbreakable; this beauty and power is achieved by the maker pounding the dross from the steel. If ever you use a sword of Damascus steel, you will be spoiled for any other.
Only fools demand we all be labeled and stuck in little boxes.

[Michael X]

scripted from the winds of magic, pure poetry and the flow is enticing,
tantalyzing mystique, set to the beat of the heart and painted,polished and shines with anticipation crafted through desire, a perfect vision of muse
and surrendering poet, a unique and brilliant aspect Selene.

[Blu_Angel]

I want to personally commend you on your stance. I allows said that i would write according to what a good story commands, not according to my gender. It's nice to know other people think that way as well. Good job.

[Jae]

this was amazing. It is filled with talent, wonderful imagery, beauty, truthfullness, and wonder. I loved it

~Rem