Not anymore as man’s adversary,
but an alliance.
She who knows her own way,
and she who understands her man.
A woman of her own voice,
she is heard and respected.
Her decisions, all her own.
Good or nasty, her own act.
Confident to stand alone,
knowledge had made her wiser.
Devoted for her loved ones,
a warrior dwells within her.
She’s almost perfect for the modern world.
A new amazon,
independent of men.
Yet her heart, always a woman.
Copyright by Phoenix Montoya 8/1/10
More woman poems by friends:
A Woman to Cherish by Papaleng
My Vampire Poet by Maximilian Montes
