The Silent Woman To The Free Speaking Woman

How she sings, sings, sings.
The music
Like fountain water springs
From her throat,
Like the sound of a flute.

How she talks, talks, talks.
Unabashed.
No doubts,
No hindrance,
Nor fears
Obstruct her powers,
When she talks.

No sword has she, no lance.
She cuts with her smile
And razes with her speech,
Then sticks in her flag.

Glorious woman!
You shall rule
Sceptre-less and crownless.
Speaking woman,
Inspire all your dumb sisters
With your Muse.
Beckon us to the Spoken Word
And banish
The false
Rule of Silence
From
This tortured land.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
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Dee Daffodil 16 July 2006
Right on sister! ! This poem was wonderfully written I think by someone aching to be a free spirit (?) I encourage you to think freely...speak freely when it is safe to do so... Hugs, Dee
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