The Creep Walking in My Direction

Why this woman pulled the plug and charged forward, unencumbered at last.

Oh yeah, it was him, one of the chief foolish ones. A blow-hard of self-imagined Platinum status, a Deputy Dog misogynist. Traipsing among a swarm of end of day commuters. Waving puppet arms at me like a clown in the big tent on a tricycle.

It was a mocking gesture. Meaning: na-na- nana-nah. Missing was his tongue sticking out at me. Typical behaviour of his coven of old, straight, white, women-bashing men. A squad of career destroyers. A crew intent on mashing up its own industry’s successful women’s souls as if they were boiled potatoes. All because these females do not look like them. And besides, watch these boys now slouched at water coolers doing the nudge, nudge, wink, wink dance. Women, they chortle, have only a singular use: to serve men and them.

My gaze, shot in his direction Blares: I-don’t-know-you. They/he mean or matter nothing, zip, to me. Since that day when I reached deep inside myself and triggerd the courage to walk away from these Sycophants.

I now schedule internal festivities to rejoice in the knowledge that I am rid of him and his industry ilk.

All that’s left now is for these rodents to be smart enough. Careful to recognize the folly around waking up or stirring with a stick the windblown grass. The meadow now creating a carpet for this satiated, yet soon to be hungry again, sleeping lion. Be warned. Remove your shoes and silently stroll in socks. This she-lion is merely playing Possum.

© Suzanne V. Tanner, 2020. All Rights Reserved.

To all: thanks so much for reading and now, I would like to add another note of appreciation:

A terrific writer, successful business entrepreneur, supportive Medium friend, proud feminist and brave, brave woman unknowingly gave me the inspiration to post this poem. Gillian Sisley Thank you for being the wonderful you.

Gillian, our mountains climbed and the roadblocks placed in front of us have been quite similar and very different. It is my honor to be part of the huge force out there doing whatever we can to right the wrongs and even all the playing fields.