Wooing
I don’t need a handsome prince to take me away
from all this. Or a chauffeur driven car or even a
bus. I don’t need a magic carpet or a flying man
in lycra tights and a cape. I can’t be arsed with
all that fuss. I don’t need a white knight on a big
stallion to fight for my honour and save me. No
time for a teenage vampire too scared to come
near for fear my scent might deprave him. No
Neanderthal tough guy will get to drag me back to
his cave by my hair. I will not be snared by wizards
and potions (Isn’t that date rape?) or drugged limp
in any beardy scientist’s lair. I am no one’s trapped
fair maiden with virtue untainted. I don’t need brash
heroics or to be claimed or rescued. Did no one ever
think to leave Sleeping Beauty to nap in peace? Now
that’s clear, we can get better acquainted. Come here.
No nonsense, lol! Love it. Especially the ending.
Thank you David! Nice to get this feedback, especially from a man, cos I wondered if it might come over scary rather than playful – playful was the intention.
Very strong. And the assumption of the last line is very bold.
Hey, thank you – I am not so bold in my own dealings with matters of the heart! lol. Oh that I was…
Smile. Perhaps you should be
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LOL Can you change a tire and are you willing to pay your own way?
ALWAYS pay my own way… But no, tire changing beyond me.
Seems to me then that a strong independent women sitting in her car on the side of the road with a flat tire, who considers changing said flat tire is beyond her, is in reality a woman who needs to be rescued.
That said the next question is: What do you have to offer the guy you don’t need?
A flat tire at the side of the road would cause anyone (regardless of gender) to phone their breakdown recovery provider.
DaPoet, I think we are at cross purposes here. Your comments suggest that you read this poem as a personal statement of intent, or indeed almost a “would like to meet” dating advert. It is not: these are merely poems expressing differing perspectives on the world. Sometimes my own perspective, but very often that of imaginary characters.
To answer your question though, I believe that equality and mutual support in a relationship is very important. It can’t be based on “need”. Some people like to have a partner who they perceive to be needy or somehow “lesser” than them or vulnerable somehow… The “little woman” (though I’ve known women to belittle men too which is equally disturbing). It tends to be because the one who seeks to “rescue” is doing so to bolster their own self esteem, to feel good about themselves by “rescuing” and being needed. It’s of course not always done in a conscious or sinister way, but nonetheless, it’s not very healthy for anyone involved. This poem is about an individual (who you have assumed to be me) wanting to come together with an equal and assuring him that he doesn’t need to make any grand gestures – he is enough as he is and she wants him for himself.
I hope that clears it up for you, as I would hate for anyone to think I was being negative about men. I love men! Well, just the one actually!
I love this Holly, it made me laugh! Brilliant! I especially love the way you constructed your lines.
Thank you Angela!
You called
lol. See, nice to see another man gets it. Thanks Martin.
Nice. It’s along the same theme of something I just wrote….great minds think alike, eh?
Oooh, intriguing! Is it on your page Kate? I wrote this one some time ago and had actually forgotten all about it until I stumbled across it yesterday.
Yes, it’s called “a prayer on the last day”. I wrote it on Friday the 13th.
Cool. I will pop across and take a look.
I like it Holly!!
Thanks Willow.
Re: A flat tire at the side of the road would cause anyone (regardless of gender) to phone their breakdown recovery provider.
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Not me I have always changed the tire and gone on my merry way. The only time I call for help is if my car breaks down and I can’t get it going again. Unfortunately many of the women I have known throughout my life have stood behind the facade of strength until they needed something; then they call upon the very men they hold in contempt and consider as disposable {just a friend} to take care of their needs. I’m sorry that I misread you; however, all relationships are give and take and based on need else we’d all choose to remain alone. As a man I don’t need a woman to provide for me, make my bed or cook my food since I can do those things for myself or live in a motel room with maid service and go out to eat. But only having me, myself and I for company tends to get a little lonely so to sate the need for company is the only reason that I would have to actually enter into an intimate relationship and put up with the bumps along the way.
I am pleased for you on your car maintenance skills. However, that’s never top of my list (a metaphorical list, not an actual one) when deciding whether I like a man.
I can certainly confirm that this poem definitely does not hold men “in contempt” – that’s not the way I do things. People only get contempt if they act in a manner deserving of it.
Anyway, this is not the place for discussing these matters any further. This is my page for poetry: that is all.
Let’s give it up for the strong ladies!!!
Reminds me of this Cheetah’s girls song I listened to when I was younger
Andrea xxxx
Aw, that’s cute! Thanks Andrea!
Just wonderful!
You set out your stall – that’s the way to do it!!
Fabulous as usual!!!!:):)
Christine
Sometimes a bit of plain speaking is in order…
This is so great! Love it.
Thank you Patricia – for reading and commenting.
haha love this, can relate to it in every way!
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Thanks Becky – yes, I hear what you’re saying there…
Hahaha…Love this!!! Dispels so many stereotypes of what romance should be!
Exactly – that’s what I was hoping to come over. Thank you!
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While I did read the updated version first, I LOVE them both!
Thank you – it was an interesting exercise for me…