- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Sold!
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Born, a tag between my legs
Pristine, not yet priced
I pushed the tag inside
hoping forever to hide
behind a hymen
Blood, forcing exposure
Bidding, they gathered round
Coached and pampered for sale
I dutifully allowed inspection
At first they ogled
whispering in my ear
Then they made contact
handling the merchandise
Touched, I endured display
as probing fingers explored
my most delicate parts
and men begged to take me home
A ring appeared and society nudged
while I repressed excuses and curled my toes
A penetrating date was pledged
and I dressed to impress amongst showers of gifts
I vowed my heart and held my breath
agreeing to the rupture of my soft, tender flesh
No one saw my tremble, and wedding bells masked
this jezebel’s unshakable screams of protest
- COMMENTS
Jennifer Calmost 19 years agoI think you got your
point across here and
man what a point it was!
Brilliant writing
thanks.
~ Jenn
dcpoet44almost 19 years agothis pulls me in right from the get go. that first line in the first stanza is spectacular. it seems that a woman's place of value is only between her legs. this depicts that. very nice writing.......don
Born, a tag between my legs
Pristine, not yet priced
I pushed the tag inside
hoping forever to hide
behind a hymen
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoI really liked the poem but hated the line 'my soft delicate parts'. To me that line needs rethinking, it sounds lazy or you chickened out and pulled your punches.
On the whole though, the poem fondled with my curiousity and I've got several theories as to what the poem is about but that is irrelevent. The poem grabbed me!
b'brig
