The Button-Back Nurturers

THE BUTTON-BACK NURTURERS

…. debt-ridden emotions and emotion-ridden debts –
	
Oscar Wilde on the Irish


Mothers and matriarchs, you toy the gutted room
Where sensibility is decaffeinated lace
Tireless in your role of martyr and your zoom
Lens to condemnation before an act takes place,

Your constant servitude serving only gloom
Creating recognition of what we all must face,
Death itself, never exhausted, a loom
On which your tapestry is woven, mace

Broken with your unbroken shadow.  Love’s vroom
Never gets off the ground or into the race
And is absent save for endless debt, a womb
Of ever-diminishing returns, and the plain case

That you can’t own others, is yours alone to ponder,
In your violated abyss with its pain and rage and wonder.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Pinet Avatar
February 5, 2015 at 12:41 PM
This is very well penned with deep thoughts and a good imagination. The strength of your words and their message comes out well in this poem. This poem plays with words to hint at the sexual story heating underneath the weight of all these burlesque and colorful words. Emile. #7
Rowley Avatar
February 5, 2015 at 12:58 PM
Thank you, Emile. I appreciate your comment very much. Very best wishes, Rosemarie
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