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The Maternal Twist

This is an older poem, which I have already shared on Cowbird, the storytelling website with which I am currently obsessed (I try to limit my time on it, but always end up reading ‘just one more story’).  I remembered it and wanted to add it here after reading the wonderful and funny poem  ‘Nursery Crimes’ by DP Bowman.

Twinkle twinkle little star

What a bore you know you are!

How the trill of sing-song rhymes,

high-voice patience, hurried smiles

breaks the wit that I had borne.

Salt in wound I stand forlorn.

 

Yet baa baa black sheep

Have you ever lived

‘til childish breath rests on your cheek?

Half-chewed toys brought to your bed,

wilted flowers, kisses wet.

Salted lashes fluttering now.

Sleepy smiles and furrowed brow.


 

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4 thoughts on “The Maternal Twist

  1. Thanks for the Mention! ~Dan

  2. Yes, this is so true! I’ve got a four year old, and this poem describes the disconnect between how wonderful it is and the thing that no one ever tells you about parenting: that a lot of it is mind-crushingly dull!

  3. excellent~love~mom’s feelings …

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