I looked up the symbolism for duck – fidelity. Oh yes! Wild fidelity absolutely nails my best description of sex. Ever. Let me be untamed here.
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The start of the poem describes me now. On the other side of radical healing several years ago, from sexual violence as a young woman. On learning the power of deleting and replacing old stories. Of having the guts to choose to be the author of my sexual identity (which has turned out over the years to be more potent than just being able to write a new foundation story!)
It’s the joy of finding myself in my 40’s with the girlish delight and enthusiasm of a teenager discovering and experiencing all the beauty, sensual delight, intimacy and raw power of sex in all its most positive incarnations.
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Create a poem about an animal
With the absence of a Phoenix in the pack, I returned to the ducks, and am now thoroughly amused to find them a metaphor for sex. Enough said!
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