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Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

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1306372809 64 Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

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5 Responses

  1. Ellen B
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    This is so inspiring! I love the picture, it's so strong. Beautiful woman!

  2. Diane k
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    Ms. Maya Angelou is my favorite poet of our time. She is amazing beautiful, both in her words & her mannerisms.

  3. Jennifer
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    I've heard this poem before...somewhere. I loved it then and I love it now :)

  4. k. c. scodova
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    I am attracted to the phenomenal woman you pose.

  5. keleche Turner
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    My best memory of Maya angelou was i was feeling down and a friend gave me a ticket to see her in the dome in brighton where she was giving a talk and reading her poetry. So I was on the way to the venue and stepped out in front of a car safely I add and looked into the window and guess who I saw Maya Angelou herself I mouthed I loved her and she mouthed she loved me and the car went on and I continued not blue uplifted and have strived every day to keep the same.

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