Best Mother Superior Poems

I've made a decision, a drastic solution
So I don’t have to make a New Year’s resolution

This year I’ve decided to become a nun…
My ‘habit’ will shield my head from the sun

I will resolve to join a silent order
Mother Superior will act as my warder

I’ll give...

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The Brother In- Law Part II

christine asked Christian - what are we going to do now?
Christian answered - I will take care of you. I will leave you 
in a safe place, while I go look for fortune. They left in the 
wagon they had...

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Alma Mater in denial
Beckons proof of terrible sin
Congregation gather to witness
Defrocked disciple
Endeavours to catch her and hear 
Flagellate in fear of the hounding.

Girl on a high, this nun in retreat
Hypocrite trying to steal an identity
Image of optical semblance
Juridical Janeass vindicated
Karma until now was next of...

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Mother Superior faced a daunting task,
Like no other in her forty years.
She had prayed it simply wasn’t so,
That Holy intervention might belie her fears.

But sadly, there was no such intervention,
No relief from the duty she did rue.
Despite her hopes and all her prayers,
It had been...

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A young Monk was feeling inferior,

and so with a motive ulterior,

        the Monk and a Nun,

        did what they shouldna done

and it made her a "Mother Superior"!...

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If I suffer from an affliction 
If I stutter
If my grammar is gutteral 
If the words I utter
Failed English at School
Sorry I am not cool
Pity me or the fool
Who uses education as tool
To dismiss what I write 
Because it is not spelt or gramatically correct...

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THE PEANUT BUTTER STRIKE

In my last year at school I was made a prefect,	
Why I don’t know for I was no model scholar
But thinking back and taking the time to reflect,
I’m happy to have fond memories, how happy
Was the headmistress i’d hate to bet my...

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A fleeting moment I possess
I tend to obsess
condense my sight to the obvious sightings
I'm beyond inferior to proposals and promise of wedding bells
unable to compete with the reigning smiles
and the incoming wave of tiny giants
opening their wide eyes in surprise to this big world
Here I...

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“Strange Ways, Here We Come”




the devil’s advocate
came waltzing 
through my doors

“I had no choice”
the supercilious harbinger said,
“to intervene, to parlay away

something 
not 
mine

now 
you're 
doing time 

not the criminal recidivist
nor usurping interloper
and their profound lies

every damned day,
what can I say?
it was staring us full in...

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“Before The Firing Squad”



the firing squad 
came dressed
in faux smiles

the intervention cake 
was spoon fed, like honey,
by mother superior

to the lesser bee,
with self-righteous
magnanimity

she wore the badge
Devil’s Advocate, proudly,
without any clear authority

casting bloodied 
nasturtiums around the 
sacred cow’s neck

then the F-cluster gaggle
tossed the child 
without clear...

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Neophyte
What can I say the pot plants in the yard are fed tiny rain drops 
saintly tears of a girl rejected by the abbess to join the order 
because she detect a wild sensual abandonment behind eyes that,
 at first glance, are mirrors of chastity.
The...

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From dusk to dawn 
Sunrise to sundown
This I will never forget 
Your kisses that always left me in a comfort 
And a bliss that no grief could ever secrete
A mile-wide-smile and sweet
That never deserted your cheeks

Your submissiveness 
When my stomach would rumble
How you would enable...

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A CONVENT GIRL  

This is the girl,
Who’s in a whirl,

Who came to the, Convent,
Looking despondent.

This is the nun,
Who’s highly strung,

Who started to lecture,
In spite, of her denture.

This is the Principal,
Who’s very strategical,

Who can dismiss,
If something’s amiss.

Then Mother Superior,
To whom we’re inferior,

Performs her role,
To reach...

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I don’t want to be a king 
I don’t want to be a knight 
I don’t want to be an emperor 
I don’t want to be a prime minister 
I don’t want to be a Supreme Court judge 
I don’t want to be anything 
I...

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THE FLYING NUN

Disposed to high speed,
   the rushing air through her covering —
      to the police, known as “The Flying Nun”
         My great, great Aunt was a lot of fun.

First...

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