I,m a blk woman...displace in a world fill with hopes@dreams that happiness will soon approach my door...I,m blk woman whose mistakes can blanket a sea, but recover with grace...I,m a blk woman that appreciate what i,ve learn,how hard i,ve love@what i,ve given...I,m jus not a blk woman who has endure pain@lost...I,m a blk woman who has transform one self that the belief of soulmates are jus not words,but a factor that comes together with purity...I,m a blk woman who has discover the essences of life and how u can embrace what god has given me@not set sail for failure,but finding success with the blessings of happiness...I AM THAT BLACK WOMAN

Learn to spell and use grammar please..

not goin near this.

I see Maya Angelou influence,, but I would work on grammar to make it a bit easier of a read

I loved it

Dont change your writing style for anyone.....Thats you!!

and ya know what

I feel the same !!!!

haha at cej but a bit harsh though!

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Maya Angelou


notice the meter and the grammar that make for an awesome reading experience,,,,, I love Maya

Nice write.....
Loved the use of poetic license.....

he probably could have worded it differently but I don't consider it harsh.
If you're writing in a publuc forum, for all to see, and you're respresenting your sex and your race, I would try to put more effort into my grammer and spelling.

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou and IF by Rudyard Kipling are two of my favorite poems ever

the first because I am a woman who values more than outer beauty
the second because it is an AWESOME guide to being an ADULT

beautiful

Maya always takes my breath away

I really like it when she reads her writes

Her voice is so warm and inviting

she holds me spellbound when she reads

Its called Poems And Creative Writing, to me the Creative Writing part of it means you can write it however you like. It shows individuality. Some of our greatest literature didn't have perfect grammar and was meant to be that way.

I like it Pennila, don't be shy in here and keep em comin

I agree 100%


Every poet is sooooo different

with soooo many different styles and ways of expressing themselves

Thats what makes it an artform!!

Pay no attention to the cry babies about grammar.

Art doesn't have to hold to any certain form.

I loved it. It shows great depth.

Good write!!

I personally really enjoyed the poem....
It spurs my thoughts into the following....


Upon her sea of mistakes
She is recovered by grace
A insight her heart is encompassed over time.
On the edge of foresight, and hind oversights of past mistakes.
The fist step on the path of wisdom is understanding, that
we do not know.
Yet, day by day & way by way.... she slowly learns herself.
Like a seed growing destined to be a tree.
She grows into what she was always meant to be.
That which eternity was patiently waiting upon.
The beauty of her discovering herself.

with permission..

As Black

Dark gives rise to cover frame,
Of she who offers none, but herself to flame.
Black, stark, as white, she is whom she be,
Her beauty is offered, returned, a soul sees.

Raine Les 1/19/2010