The winter sky was gray and cold-it never seemed so bleak.
It matched the way she felt inside-so tiny and so meek.
The colors once so vivid had slowly lost their hue
The sun that once had ruled her life had faded from her view.
She longed to free her inner soul-to break the chains that bound
Her often hidden female soul that rarely came around.
The winter winds-they chilled her as she pondered on her fate
Forbidden to express herself because of people’s hate.
If only they could see the joy when ere she was set free
To show the world the woman that she knew that she should be.
Uncovered by the hardened shell that life had dealt her hand,
The sweet and gentle soul that lived inside the outer man.
The love she longed to give and take-it overflowed her heart
And tried to find the one she felt could be her counterpart.
It mattered not to her the form her future partner took.
It was their heart that counted not the way that person looked.
She wanted someone who could be her true and lifelong friend,
While sharing deeper feelings that she hoped would never end.
The loneliness that she had felt for lo these many years
Could finally be banished as she put away her fears.
So as the snow began to fall, so soft and gently white,
It slowly covered up the hurt and made the future bright.
The hopeless feelings that had once consumed herself with fear
Gave way to optimism that this time it was HER year.
The snow was just a metaphor-of life become so new
The purity of those white flakes her purpose it renewed.
No longer would she let the world deny what she should be-
The person God intended and she knew she now was free!
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Very inspirational. Enjoyed
Thanks Dianne!
I am a transgender woman and a poet also and your poem about desiring to liberate the woman within expresses exactly what I went through and am going through on the journey of my transition. Thank you. Natalia
Thanks Natalia. I am glad to be able to elucidate the experiences and feelings we all go through on our journeys!
I love this too as a transgender woman, thank you so much cyn
Thank YOU for your kind comments Tracey! They mean a lot to me!
Wow, a very beautiful poem. Well written. Love the connections. It actually hits home. The units of study in class are on Confucius and Lao Tzu (Confucianism and Taoism) . Love the inspirations. “A journey of a thousand miles, begins with one step." I love it. Here is the one I am trying to live by ““When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” ~ Lao Tzu" Sometimes very hard. Well done Cynthia, Hugs KB.
Thansk KAri. I know you have been and continue to explore your possible future paths and am glad to have provided you with some thoughtful inspirations!
Awesome , totally awesome Cynthia . There’s nothing like a meaningful poem to express the true feelings of the women with in. Loved it . x
Jodi you are so kind to have let me know that you were moved by my words.
I’ve read this at least 10 times.. It’s very touching to me, as I feel a confusion and frustration as I go through day to day. Love you Cyn, thank you again for sharing.
Jesse-THANK YOU so much for the kind words. you have no idea how much it means to know that something you’ve written has helped someone in even some small way.
Its so Beautiful and well said, Thank you Cynthia, you made my heart feel just what you wrote. Hugs and kisses to you gf
MJ there is no greater praise you can get as a writer than you just gave me! Thank you SOOO much for saying that!
Thank you just doesn’t cut it Cyn, its a small word but from this heart it carries big big gratitude girl; Thank you 🙂
Namaste’
Charee’
Very nice and thoughtful, like the winter, its my fav season. It used to be somewhat difficult in the later months, the cold gets to u after a while, but also u lose meaning from bein so attached to masculine things, like too much sports and apprec more other more sensuos, delicate aspects of life.
Is this your poetry? I am so impressed! I write once in a while, myself. Here is one of my pieces: HALLOWEEN TREAT He called me. Invited me over for Halloween. He even had something For me to model. Met at his door, with his warm embrace I felt his arms around me, His kiss on my face. I took the package, and nearly swooned. Satin panties, lace slip, stockings and A pretty wedding gown, in my size. Jeans and shirt off, Dress on, for him. Then, his eyes took me. “Will you?”, he asked “Yes!”, I replied. As he… Read more »
HIS THINGS
His warmth engulfed me,
I became his
Owned by his caresses
And dainty touches
On my shadowy smooth nylon
And sweet-smooth lace;
The gentle feminine smell
And all of the other things
That make me his loving girl.
Roxanne Lanyon
Beautiful Cyn!!