art, creative writing, Feminism, Human Rights, Mental Health, mental illness, Poème, Poemas, Poems, Poesia, Poetry, ptsd, Rape, sexual assault, Sexual Violence, Uncategorized

I will show my true colours as a warrior, a fighter, a soldier my whole life

You confidently put me in a position

And I naively watched as you drew closer to me.

Then shock as I felt a combination of pain and pleasure within.

Next disassociation as flight or flight response kicked in.

But then I raised my head and pushed with all my might your violent body away from mine.

Strongly, Powerfully, bravely I triumphed and stopped you from getting your wicked way with me.

Next time when you think you managed to have your four minutes of power over me

Remember you only had one and half or two before I stopped you from succeeding at your violent act.

I showed my true colours as a warrior, a fighter, a soldier at the time.

I will show my true colours as a warrior, a fighter, a soldier my whole life.

I am strong, I am brave, I am courageous.

Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016


art, creative writing, Poème, Poemas, Poems, Poesia, Poetry, ptsd, sexual assault, Sexual Violence, Uncategorized

You never got what you wanted and I felt nothing for you

Your predatory lens zoomed in on my exposed, vulnerable portrait.

You roughly grabbed each corner of my picture
Whilst I consensually kissed your camera.

I don’t know why I met you again-
I was a terrified mouse in your bedroom.
Your kiss me eyes almost killed me with fright.

How dare you have the audacity to get me drunk
So you could try and have sex with me.

Your poetic wisdom will never excuse what you did-
You knew my history
And you subtly tried to use me.

Well at least you never got what you wanted from me.
I used my voice and said no to you
And felt nothing for you when I left.
Copyright © Electra Rose January 2016

Blog Post, Feminism

This Is My Body And I Will Do Whatever I Want With It

This Is My Body

This is beyond awesome and probably the best feminist video I have ever seen. It is incredibly empowering to see many other women strongly and assertively asserting our rights.

My body is mine and I will do whatever I want with it. You have no right to slap my arse or do anything to me without my consent.

My body is mine and I will be the one to decide if anything sexual happens or how far things go. No one has a right to ever expect sex from me just because I am a woman with a vagina.

I have a right to cheap birth control and if I choose to use birth control that does not make me promiscuous.

My body is mine and I will kiss as many people as I want. I have a right to do whatever I want with my body without facing the double standards of sexual morality and being called ‘slut’/’whore’ when boys are called players.

My body is mine and it deserves to always be treated with respect wherever I go no matter if I am drunk, sober, on drugs or whatever. I have the right to live free from violence and abuse and to not be taken advantage of.

I have the right to walk down the street without facing wolf whistles and men screaming abuse and leering at me out of their cars. No one has a right to treat my body like an object.

I have the right to abortion without providing any reason for it and no woman should ever have to provide a reason because there are many reasons but at the end of the day a woman has a right to choose what happens to her body and if she wants to have a baby or not.

My body is mine and I have the right to decide if and how much I shave my body hair. I also have the right to choose if I wear makeup or not and if I straighten or dye my hair or not.

It has taken me a while but recently I have stopped waxing/shaving my legs because the only reason I do it is because of the social rules we comply with and in order to attract men.

I used to straighten my hair a lot because of all the messages we get from the media about wavy/fluffy/frizzy hair being bad and ugly. Well, fuck that. I hardly ever straighten my hair any more but wavy and fluffy hair is just as beautiful and I refuse to succumb to the fucking patriarchal hair styling police.

I have the right to dye my own hair and wear as little clothing or as much clothing as I like and not be harassed because of it or called a slut just because I am wearing a back showing and leg showing dress. I once had a guy scream “slut” at me when I was wearing a short dress.

My body is mine; no one has a right to tell me what to eat, to not eat something or to diet. My body is not personal property and it is not something that I need to conform to society’s ridiculous beauty standards. Fuck being unhealthily bony thin and having to have breast implants, I think I will stick with trying to stay healthy for my shape and having a balanced diet and a healthy exercise regime.

My body is mine and I will never let anyone tell me what to do with it. I have the right to do what I want with my body without any questions or criticism from anyone.

Blog Post, Feminism, Journal

Attention All UK Feminists And Feminist Allies There Is An Emerging Feminist Party

Today has definitely been the day that has given me the most hope in my whole life. For about two years now during which I have been even more of a staunch feminist than I was before, I have despaired every day at the news stories every single day about violence, discrimination and injustice. (This does not even account for my own frequent experiences of sexual harassment and my multiple sexual assaults experienced from the age of 17-19.) I probably would have decided to leave this world if I didn’t have the hope that we can improve the situation.

Today I was once again reminded of why I am a feminist when two builders leered at me and looked at me like I am a piece of meat for them to eat. Then later in Wetherspoons two men wolf whistled at me as I walked past them on the way to the toilet. Experiences of sexual harassment have been very common for me since the age of 12.

I think I am going to join this Feminist party. I have been seriously considering a career in politics for a while and think quite frankly that the path towards sexual equality is far too slow and we need to speed things up. Take the example of the Suffragists and the Suffragettes. They had to fight to get us our rights and the Suffragettes even broke the law a lot to draw attention to the Women’s Suffrage cause. So if we apply this sort of reasoning to the 21st century then perhaps the Feminist Party will provide us with a modern day equivalent; instead of fighting for suffrage we will be fighting to end violence and harassment against women, discrimination, the pay gap and improving representation in all areas of public life for example.

I want to change the world and I have the passion and the knowledge of women’s issues. (My French and Spanish oral topic was I am for gender quotas.)

Blog Post, creative writing, Poems, Poetry, Uncategorized

Fuck The Patriarchy And Beauty Standards

Often now I wear my canvas blank
Without any shame.

Sometimes I place no rose upon my lips
And no black kohl upon my eyelids.

My sparkling sapphire eyes don’t need a mascara wand
To make my pale blue flowers dance.

Stop bombarding me with your advertisements
Telling me I should always paint my canvas.

Fuck the patriarchy and beauty standards.

Copyright © C.M.H July 2014

In defiance of the patriarchy and beauty standards I have now got a photo of myself completely au naturel without even ANY concealer or mascara as my gravatar and on my blog page.

A lot of other nineteen year old women my age refuse to leave the house with at least some concealer and mascara on and some even refuse to go out unless they always wear a full face of makeup.

I am completely fine with my makeup free face and ofen leave the house without makeup or with only a bit of lipstick on sometimes because I have more important things to do with my time.

Of course every girl or woman has the right to choose whether she wants to wear makeup or not and I still sometimes leave my house wearing a normal amount of makup, but I think people need to embrace natural beauty more and stop thinking that they look horrendously ugly without any makeup on.

creative writing, Poems, Poetry

I Play My Own Harp When It’s Dark

My virginal fingers softly caress my shoulder repeatedly-
The fond feeling of the ignition of a spark

I play my own harp
Sometimes when it’s dark.

My virginal fingertips now lightly touch my breast
The fond feeling of the ignition of another spark

I like to play my own harp
But only when it’s dark.

My virginal fingertips now caress my clitoris
At a rehearsed rhythm.
Now the spark becomes a flame-
I feel the start of the most excellent ecstasy
Flowing through me.

Don’t tell me girls can’t play their own harps
Like boys when it’s dark.

Now my virginal fingertips move down to the sweetest spot-
A raging fire is ignited within.
Pleasurable lightning has struck me And it is electrifyingly divine.
Like my delight at the Northern lights,
Like the adrenaline I get when I zoom down a black run.

I play my own harp
When it’s dark
Because I like to
And it’s empowering to know
That I don’t need anyone else to give me pleasure.

Copyright © C.M.H July 2014

There is still so much stigma surrounding female masturbation and a few of my female friends seem to think it is wrong for women to do this and even do not seem to think that female pleasure is of the same importance as male pleasure.