Mother Monorhyme Poems

A young sheep we’ll call Molly McEwe
she lived in a field outside Crewe,
no surprise, her mother did too.
Though her father she never knew;
he came in...

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How many more slippers and mittens can Elvira knit?
This was asked by her mother who was throwing a fit.
She wanted to be a grandma, so...

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Little bear expected to clunk his little soft head
But his mother was swift, she did not want him dead
She caught him with strong arms that...

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A tropical vacation that I never shall forget
The clearest cleanest ocean that I’ve ever seen as yet
I dabbled in a rock pool with a bamboo...

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Karma one day we all must face.
For judgement day we now should brace.
Our collective greed  -  a disgrace.
Clever, we were thinking we’re ace.
But...

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Soon it will be a cold winter's day, 
hot chocolate is great for any holiday. 
I want to go out and play, 
let's go riding...

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And then there was the nerd
who claimed he never heard
his mother say a dirty word –
except one, to which she referred
to as “it was just...

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Mother's mornings, we're getting up, she's thankful for waking, 
mother's days,  we're at school, she's singing while she's cleaning,
mother's noons, we're eating lunch, she's...

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Gliding fingers trace music notes in the sands; within her; a mystical eloquence feel
What a soothing movement; mind blowingly graceful hands; pirouette goes this pottery...

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O Blessed Virgin Mary, our Lord's servant-- so humble
Hearing your Seven Sorrows makes my heart almost crumble
I wish to imitate your loving prayers (and not...

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His head is monstrous said the withered hag with a bit of awe.
I did not know who she meant, until I turned and saw….
A colorful...

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six little girls made it to Luella’s faerie tea party
the food was dainty, crispy, sugary, nothing hearty
they ate their cookies and laughed about her brother...

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"No one knows Christ better than Mary"
her memories -- treasures to unbury
ignoring her would be contrary
to the Faith, Hope, and Love we carry
and though our...

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they lost Cassandra, their girl child on a breezy autumn day
I have looked all over said her worried absentee Daddy Jay
Her mother asked where are...

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We left on a Wednesday headed for Kalamazoo
Michael and I and my dog named Old Blue.
We were a tiny crew, and a teensy bit cuckoo
But...

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