My Feminine Voice Through Poetry: Listen to what I write.

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I tell my story
you hear my voice,
an auditory illusion.
You judge the sound,
but not my heart.

Listen with your eyes
not only words,
but meaning,
emotions,
spirit.

I was a prisoner,
I was trapped
between his lines.
I cried,
no one heard me.

Time went on,
I found a door|,
and the key,
that set me free,
it unlocked my voice.

Some will judge,
others relate,
some admire.
Some ignore,
others hate.

Still, I write
Sense with revelation,
truth and authenticity.
read my voice
Femininity Unleashed.

Listen to my poetry,
see who I am,
a woman,
shouting out loud,
I am who I write.

Patsy Starke 2/20/2025