The final two poems I’m going to post in this little series go from the sublime to the ridiculous. Well, I always did have a penchant for light verse! The first may be seen as a warning to bloggers and youtubers and journalists and writers to hang on to their precious humanity. Though didn’t Graham Greene once say something about all writers having a chip of ice in their heart?
Blogging
My mother was felled by a log.
And my father got bit by a dog.
My sister was sick,
And my brother got rick-
Ets, and grandma succumbed to the smog.
My grandfather swallowed a frog.
And my wife fell neck-high in a bog.
My sister-in-law
Had a spat with a saw,
And her husband was mauled by a hog.
The twins both went mad in the fog
And thought they were Gog and Magog.
But I cared not a lot,
Not a tittle or jot -
I could post it all up on my blog!
So all of you bloggers, beware.
If disaster strikes, do not despair.
When tragedy knocks,
Don't call up the docs -
Just blog it with finesse and flair.
9 comments:
I really enjoyed your rhyme
although I am quite short of time.
If I have a disaster
I'll type it up faster.....
alas I have run out of time.
Thanks for your response, Weaver Pat!
But don't keep it all under your hat.
I'm sure you'll give vent
To some dreadful event
Before long. I am hoping for that!
stop showing off, you aren't no toff!
I can't compete, don't know about feet, as for metres? they beats, er, me.
rick-
Ets
(-:
ho, ho, ho
I like the combination of your walking and your poetry all on the same blog. My 2 cents worth.
Well, Friko, I know about feet.
I've two sore ones from the Spanish camino.
As for metres I'm stuck
But I don't give a damn
'Cos, myself, I don't know about rhyme.
Thanks, am!
Yes, I know, that was the worst enjambement in the history of English poetry..!
enjam
bement;
is it
set?
I prefer
mar
malade
should we
say pre-
-served?
though mar-
-mite for me
naturally
Way fun, including the comments!
And I confess to cringing a little at the truth in "A Chip of Ice". :)
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