08-19-2013, 06:22 AM
This reflects an absurd, shameful and heinous reality. Sex forced upon a woman against her will is rape and assault. I don't care if she wore no underwear or was a professional, no woman is asking for rape. Those lads of yours are just as guilty as the rapist in some aspects. I don't know any one like that, but I know they exist.
I don't think you need the numbers, they weaken the drama and impact for me. I might do this with your piece:
Perspective
I'd never experimented sexually.
One lonely boy, far from home,
slept in my bed fully clothed.
We did nothing.
The next day, jeers from the lads,
assuming I'd broken that sweet boy
with my womanly touch.
Some called me slut,
a little.
A few weeks later,
I brought a man from a club
to my bed. I gave him oral.
We did nothing more.
The next day, jeers from the lads,
presuming I'd broken that sweet man
with my womanly touch.
Some called me slut,
a lot.
I had no memory
until He was on top of me.
I was powerless against
this shadowy nightmare.
The next day, jeers from the lads
When I cried rape:
'Did you enjoy it?'
Surely, she must have led that man on
with her womanly touch.
...or something like this. See what you think. Don't cap every line and put in commas for proper grammar, flow and pause. Potent and poignant poetry!
I don't think you need the numbers, they weaken the drama and impact for me. I might do this with your piece:
Perspective
I'd never experimented sexually.
One lonely boy, far from home,
slept in my bed fully clothed.
We did nothing.
The next day, jeers from the lads,
assuming I'd broken that sweet boy
with my womanly touch.
Some called me slut,
a little.
A few weeks later,
I brought a man from a club
to my bed. I gave him oral.
We did nothing more.
The next day, jeers from the lads,
presuming I'd broken that sweet man
with my womanly touch.
Some called me slut,
a lot.
I had no memory
until He was on top of me.
I was powerless against
this shadowy nightmare.
The next day, jeers from the lads
When I cried rape:
'Did you enjoy it?'
Surely, she must have led that man on
with her womanly touch.
...or something like this. See what you think. Don't cap every line and put in commas for proper grammar, flow and pause. Potent and poignant poetry!
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris

