I sat today to write a post to publish on my blog.
But nothing came. I found my brain enveloped in a fog.
I thought of past events at work; but those are mostly boring.
I wouldn’t want the folks who visit here to end up snoring.
Well, how ’bout tales of funny things that happen while commuting?
Or, better yet, more stories about Jay and his computing?
I tried to think of recent times when household items failed,
With those I’ve managed oft of late to keep you all regaled.
My mind still blank, I scanned the blogs of others on my list.
I searched for some idea or rant. A joke you might have missed.
I found much anguished writing ’bout the rising cost of oil,
(The idea of three dollar gas can cause one’s blood to boil!)
I thought about the agents who have all, as one, rejected,
My magnum opus novel (which now leaves me quite dejected),
And tried to put together then some kind of righteous rant.
Hard though I’ve tried, my brain is fried, and somehow I just can’t.
Well, maybe humor is the thing. I’ll come up with some joke!
Make fun of something RobotJam might say, that British Bloke!
But nothing came to mind; and soon the struggle was quite taxing.
I need a tale like Michelle’s sister’s email about waxing!
The challenge grew more fearsome, as the day was almost gone.
Perhaps some pictures! Cute wildlife! Like squirrels, or a fawn!
Or maybe shots of Trevor. Baby pics are always fun.
And everybody thinks this kid is cute. (He’s my grandson!)
But though I’ve posted pictures in the past from time to time,
Today just seemed to need a written theme. Or... maybe... RHYME!
Hey! That’s the ticket! I’ll put up a poem that I write.
I’ll pick a topic and the words will flow! (Well, hell, they might!)
So, nothing on the weather here. On that I think I’ll pass.
No thought-provoking diatribe about the price of gas.
No tales of the conspiracy attacking house and home.
Today you’re treated (ALL of you!) to just this simple poem.
(Hey, when nothing else flows, sometimes a poem will.)