POEM: Moms Have Aplomb

This was produced for the CPC Thematic Attic Thursday poetry challenge.  The theme is mother love.  Since we are doing Dr. Seuss on feet on the Fling tomorrow night and Friday, I did my write in that style and included mention of feet LOL.

MomsAplomb

Moms Have Aplomb


Moms have aplomb.
When you’re in trouble,
see the aplomb on mom.
But if you are bad
she can be like the worst nightmare you ever had.
because that makes your mom sad,
perhaps even mad.
Maybe even mad enough to threaten to turn you into…rubble.

When his finger gets a stinger,
where does Hugo Holmes go?
Hugo Holmes goes home.
He homes in on his mom.

In Hartford and Nome,
hither and yon,
all points people roam,
there there are moms
with soothing mom balms.

Even in deserts
or deep in Texas
where gusher squirts,
mom is the nexus.
that protects us from what vex us.

Down on the farm,
who keeps us from harm?
To grave from her womb
you can count on your moom.

In each busy city
you can lean on her pity
whenever you feel s****y.
And no one else is quite as witty.
(I hope you’re enjoying this little mom ditty!)

Ted Trixie and Tommy
all love their mommy
They know that no matter what is what
one hero protects their butt.
There’s always one person
who does not want their life to worsen.
She is most determined,
if I may be permitted to loosen my tersen,
who always tries to keep them from ending up in a hearse, son.

Even moms with large feet
can perform a large feat
by raising you right
with each motherly rite
in the day and at night
so you’ll see the light.

Here’s the end of this write.

Copyright May 9th 2012 RGD

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