Impress Me
In a shadowy boudoir, kissed by sunlight,
sheltered from the prying eyes
of would be copycats and competitors,
he choreographs his routine -
the precise and delicate pirouettes,
the devoted, dervish-wild whirl of his purple-black skirt
edged in shimmering turquoise,
the dips and bows setting
the trembling, live-wire feathers
sprouting from his head
aflutter with anticipation.
He saves the best for last,
for her eyes only.
A flash of iridescence,
a clandestine wink
between co-conspirators
a secret shared,
a promise made,
a desire fulfilled.
She is moved -
her curiosity aroused,
her passion inflamed,
her body’s demand to call forth life
at war with discernment,
with the weight of her ancestors’
beating wings infusing the air
with caution.
”Choose well,” they whisper.
”Our lives depend on it.” - Jena Ball
I love this video showing the mating ritual of the Western Parotia Bird (a kind of Bird of Paradise). In my opinion, this is how it should be. Men have little to contribute to the creation of another human being, other than sperm. That is not to discount that contribution, or the fact that many men play a significant role in raising the children they father. However, the fact remains that females are the ones who bear the burden and responsibility of gestating, birthing, and caring for the young of our species. Therefore, logic dictates that men who wish to copulate should have to compete for the chance to father children AND answer to women when they fail to deliver. I am not going into the many and delightful mating displays I can think of for men. I hope you, my discerning readers, will weigh in with your own suggestions.
But I will say this. If men were more focused on impressing women (on improving their intellectual, dance, fashion, design, athletic, and artistic skills) instead of trying to control them, the world would be a kinder, safer, and more egalitarian place and we wouldn’t be rushing headlong into a political tsunami tonight.
Just imagine how delightful it would be to watching a debate judged solely by women with questions like, “How do you plan to ensure that all women have the right to make decisions about their bodies? How do you plan to end childhood hunger? How will you fix the broken public school system? How will you end income inequality? How will you fix the tax system? How will you ensure equal pay for equal work?” Shall I go on? Imagine if the participants in the debate knew that the real power lies with the women of our species - that our future both as a country and as a species depends on embracing and implementing what EVERY mother knows - Life (ALL life) is precious, interconnected, and interdependent. It’s time to stop posturing and start protecting those lives. ~ Signed the Fussy Female (aka Jena Ball)
Copyright 2024 by Jena Ball. All Rights Reserved.
The two songs below have been running through my head as I wrote this.
Superwoman by Alicia Keys
You And Me Of The 10,000 Wars by Indigo Girls
P.P.S.S. I’d love to hear/read your thoughts, poems (I KNOW we have some stellar poets among us) and song suggestions. Send them to JenaBall@CritterKin.com
Copyright 20224 by Jena Ball. All Rights Reserved.
Well-said, Jena!
To me, there is nothing so intoxicating as a man who is able to hold my gaze and demonstrate by his quietness and interest that he is receiving and understanding information I am communicating from my mind and heart by my eyes and lips. There is nothing more unhelpful, insulting and maddening than a man who will not listen and who considers only his feelings and experiences--whether in a relationship or in a democratic system.