Curls of golden hair streaming down oval face
Venus daintily ascended the shining sea
On a delicate oyster shellacked with lace
Rode Lady Godiva on a white stallion
In pure fearless naked beauty
Against injustice making the call clarion
She may be as she deigns
Eve, the child of heaven
Born for a self reliant reign
Love and softness radiate her visage
Or firmness and strength are her backbone
As need arises, she may reflect the required mirage
She gazes into your eyes during ecstasy
Or creates a pseudo world
Around an irrational fantasy
Readily she will submit to her master
Or like a Phoenix rise from the ashes
In fiery deathly disaster
Meekly she will sob on your shoulder
Or effortlessly rappel off a cliff
And revel in her adventurous side bolder
Matronly she births with stoic pain
Or with razor sharpness
Lead corporations to a worldly gain
Her qualities and visions are many
As are her moods and the forms she personifies
This is the Feminine Mystique
Madam Anonymous
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feminine-mystique/
