We’ve been burned We’ve been drowned We’ve been put on trial For simply being women, but No flame too hot No water too deep No judge and jury Will ever take away Our magic. We only grow stronger And this is our witching hour  

We approached March like a lamb in gloves. Coughs of strangers were not yet met with wary hunted looks of wounded wolves. We sat, waiting for the droves out to vote for changes not set by the paltry, petty and corrupt-to-the-bone Conservatives. And, we harbored…

Beth A. Fleisher Hour 1   Prompt:  Write a poem about an influential woman you know personally.   DIRT AND DIAMONDS   Linda was born in the South, transplanted long ago to Oregon, living in the country with husband, Bob, and inspiration-cat, Gracie. Green fields,…

She, who never says an untoward word, thinks an unkind thought, surprised me with her assessment: “You have deep humility, accepting anyone without judgment. Sure, you’re a little sad but that makes you relatable.”   Me, a proud woman who judges the ants that dare…

She shares my laughter and soothes my pain embraces darkness and celebrates rain. She’s the only person who accepts me for me. When I encounter a blind spot she helps me to see. I’ve never known anyone so strong and wise A stalwart soul who…

When a boy is granted a family comprised of Women He is privy to The Intelligence The Power The Influence That X can have over Y and if he has the courage to grow to feel with his whole being He knows that the old…

Those dressmaking scissors Heavy to hold and never to be used Fashioning costumes hiding in Won prizes every year Slicing words interspersed nurture Continuum of dialog Too early to filter Dressmaker programming those undressed. Heavy sinking in Car journeys Her and I alone Unfinished house…

As a fellow Marie You inspired the Mad Scientist in me   My love of physics and chemistry The  scandalous Madame Curie   First woman to win, then finding true depths of isolation When you, and only you Received Nobel number two.   You, continued…

Illuminated by fluorescence, a brilliant “X” on the paper, The code to life, the double helix that guides us all. A discovery that would change the course of science.   For years, she was cast into the shadows, a nobody, While two false geniuses were…

There were two of you?  Perhaps. playgirl and genius.  Both disrobed professor and viper, in a pageant So easy to judge because we love to judge Because you left behind so many notes. Asleep under the house, your hibernating heart cracked open with a chisel…