Wonder why no one seemed to notice?

OK, I know I am not good at it, and I only took about a half hour to write it, but I thought at least someone would comment on my poem. No one said it was terrible and no one said it was good, so I must depend on the old saying, “if you can’t say anything good about someone or something, then keep your mouth shut”. That means I should never attempt writing poetry again, no one could find anything good to say about it. (grin)

Now don’t take me seriously, I am not fishing for a compliment. It just seemed strange to me that after 195 blog postings, I do one in rhymes, and no one noticed. I really did think that someone would have noticed and left a comment like “you’re a poet and don’t know it”, or some other funny remark.

I have been way wrong before. It seems I have trouble figuring out what people like or don’t. Some of my blogs that I spent a lot of time preparing and thought were really good, got hardly any comments, and then some that when I hit the “publish” button, my face would be a grimace, knowing how bad, simple, incomplete, or ill planned it was and what I thought was a bad post would get lots of comments.

I probably will never figure out what my readers like, but I do see the humor in it. So, as the man once said, “to thy own self, be true”, I will just write what I feel like writing, but you all jump on me if I get too far off course. I have already told my wife if I loose my sense of humor; please put me out of my misery. . .

I will be back, Jack
I’m not a snob, Bob
That’s my plan, Frann
I’ll pick up my pen, Ben
I won’t be jaded, David
Not even a smidge, Pidge
Maybe even sassy, Kathie
Try not to be too plain, Jane
And not too grim, Jim
Stories from back when,Gwen
With chaos, ShadowMoss
Don’t be silly, Billy
I won’t be tipsy, Gypsy
Down under or beneath, Keith
He prepares, SixBears
Hope to have many, Penny
I’m not tipsy, Gypsy
I won’t be cruel, Oldfool
Will you critique, Pipsqueek
You have no lawn, John
I will not rant, Grant
About enough said, Ted