Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Blogger's lot

A poem





Today I have no tale to tell
no clever words to post
my beach is void of conch and shell
my brain’s a blackened toast

Forego the hits then, you might say
and leave the net to us
we merry crew who write and play
and every thought discuss

But alas, I cannot let my blog
mold, forgotten by my peers
I’ve toiled too hard, worked like a dog
to gain readers through the years

It’s a sad affair, the blogger’s lot:
must deliver or demise
and in frequent bursts of wit and plot
write that others might surmise

I will chance today, with nothing to say
and I’ll leave thee with my past
to both browse and view (in a bloggy way!)
all the posts I have amassed.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

That was very clever, Mick!

-RP
randompensees.mu.nu

MICK said...

Thanks Random!

C. Fish said...

That was great! heh.

SN said...

Ha!!!!
great one...
really cute.

Sarah McBroden said...

Sighs.

Everyone is a better poet than I am, damn it!

This was cute. Well done!

Vadergrrrl said...

For having nothing to say, that was sure beautiful.

You have skills!

xxxoooooo

Amber said...

Oh, I enjoyed this, Mick! It made me laugh out loud which felt so *good*!

laughs with Sarah

Sarah, I liked your poem, remember? I think it was just misunderstood..

As all great artists are, right? ;-)

Helen said...

Oh yeah-I loved that, and wish I could steal it.

MICK said...

Thank you all for your kind comments!

Sarah, everything you write is poetry girl, believe it!

And Helen, you're more than welcome to it!