Soft and gentle
see her there


But, she could kill you
with one glance
given half the chance.


She is bold, but not reckless
brave, but not feckless.

She has a quiet courage and
a cunning stealth to help her
in the winning of her ways.

She can be

a mother, a lover, a wife, a child.

She is rich in treasure beyond our
wildest measure, for she has the gift
of sharing the most beautiful
colours of all life.

She is what she needs to be.

She is every woman


Every woman is…. She.


© Daydreamertoo                    *All rights reserved


Shared with: Poetry Pantry #61 ‘She’

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

15 thoughts on “She”

  1. Lovely! This so so true about women. I like the way you have brought out the contrast between her strength and her vulnerability.

  2. This is a glorious spectrum of roles, of choices, of all that women can be… each at various times of life. Like the leaf reaching the end of its life cycle in your previous poem, there is a time for all things. My time? Growing gray and being proud of it. Not Botoxing wrinkles. Waiting for my Crone Crown, and still, wondering what I want to be when I grow up! Thanks for a delicious post, DD2! Amy

  3. she is the creator of life and the destroyer. cool stuff. i especially like the art to complement. here from claudia’s place.

  4. Daydreamertoo,

    Fantastic words which just about capture and cover women and ‘she’.Those loving and dangerous aspects, all in one poem!


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