"Y" More

Career Woman, Working Mother

Labels that ushered in the age of female independence

Feminazis claim: "You don't need a man..."

to be happy,

to make a living,

to have child.

You just need a donor.

What if I want to be more?

More than an X or Y.

More than a checkbook.

More than a bundle of muscles.

I am offering a name,

a future,

a family.

I am a REAL man looking for a REAL woman.

Not an apron, not a broom, not just a body.

Give me soul, a heart,
always,
forever.

April is National Poetry month. Today begins my attempt to meet the challenge offered by the Poetical Asides website.

The prompt for today's poem was as shown below:

For today's prompt, pick a type of person and write a poem about him or her. To help set the scene, you may want to title your poem as who the type of person is. For instance, you could write a poem titled "Firefighter," "Cynic," "Optimist," "Teacher," "2-year-old," etc. The list is endless.

(NOTE: I wrote my poem above from the perspective of a man in today's "modern" world.)

I encourage everyone to join in and contribute their own poetical aside.