Poems for Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman’s Bracelets

At the end of the day
It’s your bracelets I want.
Not your hair
Or silly headband
Not the girdle
Belting your abs of steel.
Not even your courage
unadorned.
But the bracelets?
Yes, the bracelets
that can stop death.



Wonder Woman’s Hair:

I’ve always wondered about
your hair—
Is that your natural color?
Ever tried blonde? Or even
Highlights—something like “Flaxen Mist”
(Clairol #425)
As an admirer I have to say
I could see you
with more light, you know,
just a few highlights to perk you up—
Glinting
Sort of like the bullets now
Flashing toward your heart.



A Question:

All you have
I’d wish for:
Strength
Courage
Truth
Justice
And yes, the boots, the bracelets…
The belt? Well…
(hint to you: narrow belts are in.)
But your friends? That
odd bunch of
Justice League alums—
They’re comical, no depth,
Animated, yes,
But really, sometimes
don’t you just
Wonder?