![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWmoMXGb1DFM3opLMK3vVJJdoO3nasH2OL9zZceVcglBdgZj5xGkPZZE3ac8NWWHoevQ6bTSfJ5byjH7Nl7tJ8KDxeBnvA_NGfHAdZUBYeE3O4_Su2S4Fj0Etsr3NZLiJexFlw7wGf731d/s400/Woman.jpg)
Through the City of Women’s Gates
What are you – woman?
A vision
A dream
A passion
A sin.
A flower
A tower
A color that –
Changes every hour.
A beacon
A temptation
A baton –
Of redemption
A hog
A dog
A fog
A log
A mention
A tension
Apprehension?
Revelation?
A tide
A ride
A pride –
Astride.
An epitome
A filthy gnome
A place called home.
A picture worn
A storm
A norm
A scorn
Adorn
A relic
Psychedelic
Acrylic
Oriental vase.
Oh! Woman – who are you?
An idea
An emotion
A spirit called –
Devotion.
_____
No comments:
Post a Comment