I owe somebody some more blog posts. They've been written, and here is one of them. At this site, "Bad Poetry" sometimes refers to the classic Petras collection, but more often refers to the verse writing of Priscilla King: I have no idea how good or bad it may be, or which current poetry will one day be considered major or minor or worthless, but I know for sure my poems aren't pretentious. Labelling them all "Bad," in advance, is a way of detaching my ego from whatever people may think of them.
So here comes the poem prompted by this week's O Bheal challenge. (I always enjoy seeing what different people make of similar prompts.) Here, to explain about the challenge, is the link to the O Bheal site:
Here are this week's words:
darken
spiral build number social
Last week’s O Bhéal words dragged out of my subconscious
mind a sort of remake of a children’s story. This week’s words sang to me of
the here-and-now.
Blog a Verse
School-bells! Jingle-bells! Bloggers, hearken!
Winter nears as mornings darken!
Orders! Orders! Get them filled!
Blogging must our business build!
Page view counts should grow and spiral!
How to make our content viral?
Orders! Orders! Get them filled!
Blogging must our business build!
Hillsides blaze red, fade to umber:
Time to grow our readers’ number!
Orders! Orders! Get them filled!
Blogging must our business build!
Social media’s not just chatter!
Views, likes, orders—these things matter!
Orders! Orders! Get them filled!
Blogging must our business build!
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