Mrs. Man
She’s like the weather, he laughs,
moody and unpredictable;
but maybe she, like the sky and the sea,
has to accept what he does, this Man
who dresses her up in jeweled cities
and keeps her warm during winter
with carbon blankets and methane booze.
She’s like the weather, he laughs,
moody and unpredictable;
but maybe she’s not consulted
about his plans for her, his expectation
that she’ll be fruitful and multiply.
Lord knows, he provides her with enough
genetically-modified fertilizer.
She’s like the weather, he laughs,
moody and unpredictable;
but maybe this Man puts himself first,
like the time he spent the week-end
playing nuclear roulette with his buddies,
leaving the whole carcinogenic mess
for her and the grandkids to clean up.
She’s like the weather, he repeats,
moody and unpredictable;
but maybe her CO2 level’s just up,
what with his unreasonable insistence
that she be nice to his clients
who get high on fracked gas
and vomit crude in the domestic pool.
She’s like the weather, they’re now saying,
moody and unpredictable;
so maybe she should ask herself
if he’s really worth all that soot,
draped like a pall on her dawn.
But she, with nowhere to go,
sighs hurricanes, and waits.
18 May 2013
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18 Responses
Good work Bonnie!
Very much to the point and witty with a dose of frustration which may be inherent to satire. It certainly communicates what I am sure you meant to convey.
Hey, Roger. It sounds like you read this with your intuition in gear. Thanks, for the response.
Its a lovely poem with meaningful thought. I really liked the poem.
James,
Thanks for the compliment. I’m glad you like the poem.
The perils of the patriarchy. I liked this. Thanks Bonnie.
Thank you for your comment, Paul. I always like to know what people see in my poems.
I love this …. all the little inferred analogies! Oh, and as Paul S. says the patriarchy which is so deeply ingrained and a part of this place we call home!
Thanks, Jill. It was a fun poem to work on. I did worry that folks might take it wrong, though. Although it does have some pretty outrageous feminist stereotyping to it, that was just the vehicle for the message of earth-abuse.
Wonderful. I’m consoled to think that “she” will bat last in this moody sport we play.
I like your sense of humor, Catherine. Interesting way to put it.
Wonderfully written. Humorous and horrifyingly true at the same time.
Thanks, Diane. I hoped the poem would have just that effect.
Great fun with a serious subject, bonnie. I’m so happy to know that you are now able to rev up your creative juices for a “just” cause.
Thanks, Darlene. It was a trip to write.
awesome poem! Also just read your letter in the UT San Diego and found that awesome as well. Just wanted to let you know. Love Katie
Thanks, Katie. I hope you were able to read some of the other blog posts, too. There’s quite a variety here. Bonnie
i love this poem! love, kara