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Dave Hardin Sep 2016
Venus of Willendorf

You seemed so distant
Cool and aloof on slide
Perhaps I was projecting
In the warm dark womb
Of Lecture Hall B
A silent world but for fan racket
From the Kodak Modal 4600
Eager to please on stiff little legs
Nosing toward the screen
Where you teetered
On impossible feet
Fighting a losing battle
With gravity I found
Touching, *******
No one could ignore
A chassis built
As the bluesman said
For comfort not for speed.  
I hear Willendorf is nice
This time of year
Hint of fertility in the alpine air
Your crazy braids beckoning  
Braille to a blind man.
BubbleZee Jun 2015
Great Goddess
In fertile essence you were shaped
Upon your head
ambiguous braids were draped;

******* as mountains
Belly the great giver of life
Monthly cycle an ocher fountain
Created from ancestral strife

Venus of Willendorf
30,000 year old
Archetype Matron
of Mother Earth
Corpulent bestower
Of genesis and birth.*

- Amy Green
Someday Jun 2023
Whales are magnificent,
Turtles are treasured,
Cows are needed,
Mammoths are marveled -
So why am I not?

Why do all the things I'm compared to
Suddenly lose their beauty and significance
When you connect the dots they resemble me?

Why can a fat girl not be beautiful?
Why can she not be flawed and loud?
Why does she have to be funny to matter?
Why is her every move scrutinized?

Can a fat girl not be loved?
Does she not deserve empathy
Because of her flesh?
Does nothing else matter about her
But her size and weight?

Venus of Willendorf;
A symbol of fertility,
A token of luck,
The ideal form -
Whatever it was,
Someone carved it with care

Can a fat girl not be beheld by loving eyes?
Can she not love and be loved back?
Can she not be called gorgeous?
Can she not agree?
Is she only allowed to hate herself?

Why is a fat girl only ever a fat girl?
Why is she both set-up and punchline?
Why can she not be put on a stage
Without people only seeing her size?

Venus of Willendorf;
Someone cared enough
About her body
To immortalize it.
Someone wanted to see her
And for others to see her too.

Is there nothing more to see in a fat girl
Than her being fat?
Is she too disgusting to touch,
Too revolting to look at,
Too embarrassing to be with?

She would have been a goddess,
She would have been marveled,
She would have been praised,
And instead she's ashamed
That in a world full of straight lines
She's a curve

Does everything else about her matter so little
It's of no importance she isn't a girl?
Are her experiences and opinions nullified
By her not wanting to lose any weight?
Is her only value in being entertaining
While the pretty crowd gets their pretty stories?
Is she the punchline to the joke of life?
Can a fat girl ever truly be wanted?

Is a fat girl's only purpose to be funny?
To stand to the side while others look pretty?
Is she not worth the precious time it'd take
To stop and wait for her?

Is a fat girl's fate to be left behind
While everyone else marches on
So she has the time to realise
How little it mattered that she was there?

Can a fat girl not be magnificent?
Can a fat girl not be treasured?
Can a fat girl not be needed?
Can a fat girl not be marveled?
Shout out to my husband for actually loving me

Written; 2023.jun.14.

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