Today’s a special holiday
observed across the land
a time to honor poetry
the crummy and the grand.
Egads! You cry. You rhymed your blog?
Oh dear, such cruelty
to force the world to read your slop
transformed to poetry!
Take heart – for only once a year
deserves such accolade
tomorrow, from your memories
these dreadful rhymes will fade
(Nature aims to set the mood
with gray and thunderous rain
as though the weather knows it too,
that rhyming is a pain.)
I guess I could have skipped the rhymes
and written in haiku
or flowing, esoteric prose
Like Maya Angelou.
Or, break the rules like Dr. Seuss
and fill the gaps with junk
like cats in hats and Sam-I-Am
and Fiffer-Feffer-Splunk
But genius poet I am not
so my apology
for this experiment
in lame originality.
Well, that’s a wrap, it’s time to go
amazing how time flies.
I’d better hustle back to work
and quit this exercise.
Now it’s your turn.
Come on…it’s not like you can do much worse.
Let’s honor World Poetry Day
by writing blogs in verse.
