Get Thee To a Nursery


There’s nothing worse than newborn moms
Who dote on college men as sons
Most infantile as if their own,
Who chide and chafe with stern reproof
And worries wither to their root,
Who think that there’s no difference
Betwixt young men and young infants:
Go to, go to, young mother dear;
Your baby boy is not found here.

What You See--It Isn't Me

Photo by Eliana Anthony

 

For: http://dversepoets.com/

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hobgoblin2011
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 02:09:17

    Very cool. Love the style and the title is a great play on words. Nicely done. Thanks

    Reply

    • wordcoaster
      Oct 31, 2012 @ 23:39:03

      Thank you! I had fun playing with this one, trying to make it pseudo-Shakespearean (a balance between the lovely high style olde English and writing understandably) 🙂

      Reply

  2. brian miller
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 06:09:45

    and one day when they are finally out on their own and mama cant save them, then what—what disservice have you dont them? nice verse…nice point…

    Reply

  3. David King
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 07:49:35

    Ha! REALLY love this!

    Reply

  4. brudberg
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 18:04:17

    Love this one, perfect rythm and fun, perfect

    Reply

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