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    dots Submission Name: Woman/Cronedots
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    Author: greensnake
    ASL Info:    60/female/ N.C.
    Elite Ratio:    4.17 - 770/691/75
    Words: 154
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       I was thinking about how people always expect women to be kinder,gentler, nobler than men. It is not so. I think that our secret natrues are fierce. I think that is why men have tried through the centuries to confine women. They knew that left to our own devices we would never bend to any will. Too bad they did such a good job.


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    I tire of hearth and home
    And chafe at all my "goodness".
    How little you know me,
    You who gave me this role.

    Once I was maiden and untouched
    And you called me pure and chaste.
    When my time came at last,
    You branded me as your porperty.

    Now I am old and no longer lovely,
    But crones have power of their own.
    And nature though long delayed
    Will never be denied.

    At dawn when I hear the horn,
    I will paint my face with woad.
    I will bind the sickle to my brow
    With blood stiffened leather thongs.

    When the stag is brought to bay,
    It is I who will let his blood.
    The stag will not deny me,
    Nor will the Horned One.

    Then in the cold of ground,
    And in the heat of blood,
    I shall at last lie down
    With Cerunnos and be fulfilled.




    Submitted on 2005-06-28 11:46:57     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I think there is more to your nickname nurse killler than a mere vocal slip on a PA system 50% Nurse, 50% Killer. -lol

    But seriously ... Gender issues - boy - that's an issue an a half these days, and you can probable guess its an issue I hope to skirt around (please excuse all those bad puns).

    In the ultimate sense we only have these bodies on loan, which includes not only our country, family and job but also our most sacred possessions, our gender. In otherwords gender (or at least the material version of it which we are all intimately familiar with), just like the rest of the body, is not a permanant feature of the soul, so it is natural that we become disgusted or maybe fatigued with it from time to time. Who knows what the next life has waiting for us. From the sounds of the poem maybe you could be a viking or something :).

    It seems the common stance of contemporary feminism is to launch some sort of offensive onto what were traditionally men's roles, and there is some logic to it but also a degree of illogicalness too, since there is just as much illusion that surrounds being a man in the material world as there is being a woman.

    For instance how many times have you seen a perplexed father patting his crying baby on the back in a shopping mall or somewhere, like a crude pantomime of a woman calming her child. I also remember one female solider doing the talk show circuit after being gang raped by her fellow soliders in a drunken party. She was angry ( ... naturally) but what struck me was her gung ho posturing "Those son's of Bitches etc etc" and went on to talk about snapping off broom sticks up the back sides of chickens and so on. All these situations, and many more, make me acknowledge that you can take a woman and turn her into a man (and vice versa of course) but it seems so much easier just to go along with what nature created.

    And just to finish off this little rant I'll share an encounter I had with a 100 year old widow in a holy place. As you might know old people generally go to holy places for their final years and best hopes for entrance into the eternal realm. Anyway this woman had been widowed in her early twenties (in India, particularly from her more traditional era, it was unheard of for a woman to take a second marriage), and had been living in Vrindavan since she was about 30 (70 years in Vrindavan is quite an achievement - its not the easiest place to live). Anyway, she was very happy. I asked her if her body gives her much pain and she chuckled and said "Oh yes very, very much" and rubbed her arthritic joints. She was very grateful that God had saved her from so much unneccesary trouble and relieved her from the inconvenience of family life, and she had a wonderful opportunity to develop attachment to God. I paid my obeisances to her and gave her some money, which is the traditional practice one does when greeting a saintly person. Their outstanding characteristic is their ability to talk about how fortunate their lives have been even if it has been completely saturated with what we would ordinarily deem as woe and catastrophe.

    Anyway, all this aside your poem was thought provoking, and has credibility coming from the mouth of experience, and I guess I responded by being a bit thought provoking too:). These issues are usually pretty heated because they strike close to home (or at least what we think to be home) .. hope you take it all in good spirits.

    And my lap top is still in limbo. I'm a bit more internet active at the moment due to a friends computer.
    | Posted on 2005-07-29 00:00:00 | by kanu | [ Reply to This ]
      Part of having power is concealing it, because the greatest power is love. And that one is truly beyond the naked eye, beyond the hate and of killing, that doesn't kill evil..it only makes it larger and more powerful.

    And women, have always had the power of love, though men might occur as more in control, men long to fill the emptiness inside with a woman's love. The power of the Goddess is just beginning to rise and love is going to take the world by it's ears and turn it around. That was some mighty fine blackberry cobbler Miss Lynn, thanks for the invite. Much love too,
    Nan
    | Posted on 2005-07-05 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
      i love the rich imagery here, it makes me think of the book The Mists of Avalon, you should read it if you haven't already... wouldn't it be something if all women rose up to their full potential and power...? there would certainly be a revolution for the ages now wouldn't there? this is great work, powerful. thanks for sharing.
    !Cat
    | Posted on 2005-07-03 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]
      Let me say this, history has proven who ever is in power will abuse it,it just that woman haven't gotton thier chance, now Men have been buttheads and mistreated womanthrough history,but at the same time many men have fought and support woman too and over time it was them with the help of woman harden will that has taken them to where we are today, I just hope when woman come into power,then don't become men,but since women are acting nd doing the same stupid thing men have done throughout history already, lying,killing,cheating,smoking ,drinking drugs andetc, it not looking good.

    I love woman and they wha they think,I I think if there's any chance it with a women mind.
    | Posted on 2005-06-28 00:00:00 | by edthepoet | [ Reply to This ]
      Great work! It IS sadad about the crimes of the past, but I reckon women are making up for lost time pretty fast!
    You've done a marvellous job with this, I can't find a single thing that I'd change. The spite and pent-up hatred of her plight ooze through this like bile from a wineskin.
    Nothing but praise, sorry...

    Be Happy

    Graeme
    | Posted on 2005-06-28 00:00:00 | by wewak11 | [ Reply to This ]
      They did do a good job. Ever hear of the Christian Inquisition that published a book called "The Witches Hammer" which told the world the danger's of free-thinking women. Over a period of 3 hundred years, 5 million women were killed. And now, today is living proof it worked. There are no women Orthodox rabbi's, no Catholic priests, nor Islamic clerics. Now, to all those reading this I do not mean to offend anyone. Just making a point.

    On an another note, I liked how you used the triple goddess (Maiden, Mother, Crone) and all in all I liked this poem!
    ~Kat
    | Posted on 2005-06-28 00:00:00 | by MorbidAngel114 | [ Reply to This ]


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