Mother’s Theatre: a random word poem

Anna Jordan, Assistant Editor-In-Chief

Ms. Barclay has randomly selected the following seven words for me to incorporate into a poem:

Desirable: wanted or wished for as being an attractive, useful, or necessary course of action.
Opera bouffe: a French comic opera, with dialogue in recitative and characters drawn from everyday life.
Pirouette: an act of spinning on one foot, typically with the raised foot touching the knee of the supporting leg.
Turquoise: a greenish-blue color.
Anticline: a ridge-shaped fold of stratified rock in which the strata slope downward from the crest.
Couch grass: a coarse grass with long creeping roots, which can be troublesome in lawns and gardens.
Ibex: a wild goat with long, thick ridged horns and a beard, found in the mountains of the Alps, Pyrenees, central Asia, and Ethiopia.

All definitions are from the Oxford Dictionary.


We all perform for Mother
In her icky buggy opera bouffe
And we ask why she bothers
And she deigns to utter


That it’s not for her,
Not just for her
Say that we aren’t enthralled
And she will cease her thespian ways


Tell me, is it not delightful
To watch a rock-toed ibex
Pirouette from one anticline
To the star-apart next


For this creature to munch
Crunch bunches of lunch
In the coarse couch grass
That litters and lunges


Mother laughs her stormy torrents
As she asks if the turquoise
Waves and skies warrant
An explanation worthy of noise


Mother’s desirable colosseum
Hardly entertains just one
When she hum hum hums
Her earthly lullabies to her sons