national poetry month - 2

homage to my hips

these hips are big hips
they need space to
move around in.
they don't fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips.
they don't like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
these hips are mighty hips.
these hips are magic hips.
i have known them
to put a spell on a man and
spin him like a top!

~ by Lucille Clifton


J Cosmo Newbery said...

Oh hahaha! Or should I say 'Hip, hip, horray'? :-P

Jerry E Beuterbaugh said...

I always suspected that there was more to badonkadonkness than what was being made obvious. Thanks!

gz said...


red dirt girl said...

Still spinning, eh Cosmo?

Umm ... I think badongkadonk refers more to the 'junk in the trunk' region of a lady's anatomy ....

gz! you're back ??!! welcome :))


Lin said...

Did Jerry just type badonkadonk???? (He's such a weirdo) ;) hee! hee!

I just kept singing this in my head while I was reading the poem:

"I like big butts and I cannot lie...." Remember that classic from the 80's?

red dirt girl said...

Hahahahahaaaaa, Lin!

I LOVED that song ...

Lee said...

please do get a grip
it is good to be hip
don't do a guilt trip
And don't take any lip

red dirt girl said...

You tell 'em, girlfriend Lee !!