Pride in being shamed

There are days when I am shamed
from weight of my tubular extension
when simple facts are testosteroned
in timbre of my voice.

There are days when I am shamed
by my temptations
to win my arguments with fisted
words (or worse)
or gorilla-pound my chest and roar:
“I am a man”.

But I was blessed with mother, sister
friends and spouse who saw
and warned me to keep calm and listen
(just a bit) before I speak.

So I take utmost pride
in being shamed.

The Shadow by Rodin

The Shadow by Rodin


Today Sherry prompt us at Toads to write poetry of strong women and inspired by the Suffragette movement.

April 8, 2016

24 responses to “Pride in being shamed

  1. Amazing statements… I admire the open acceptance of a status quo. But most of all, the strength of your respect for the female is particularly valued.

  2. I’m interested in the choice of image to go with this. A stunning Rodin! Did you choose it consciously, knowing his history and disastrous affair with Camille Claudel?

  3. It takes a strong man to recognize and change bad attitudes and prejudices. You are a strong man and I love that you give the credit to your Mom, sister, friends and wife

  4. Such honesty must be appreciated, though I do feel that men are too unkindly cast in the role of thug and oppressor when it is rarely true. (Maybe we have the mothers, sisters and wives to thank.)

  5. I LOVE a man who heeds the wise advice of the women in his life, who is strong and humble enough to listen. This is an awesome write, Bjorn. Thanks for joining in.

  6. What a heart-felt confession, or so it seemed to me. I don’t think it’s easy to be of either gender, thank goodness for those we love who set us straight when overwhelmed.

  7. I enjoyed reading thes Bjorn. It does take a real man to honor and respect women, and to listen to women’s good advice.

  8. The Women’s Liberation movement of second-wave feminism believed men too needed to be freed from oppressive gender roles. (Why couldn’t a woman play football? Why couldn’t a man cry, or wheel his baby down the street in a pram? Now they can!) ‘I’m still in embryo, with a long, long way to go, until I make my brother understand,’ sang Helen Reddy. Bravo to the women in your life, and to you for being willing to understand.

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