I am afraid of flatlining;
forty-eight dots on the WordPress
navigation bar
haunt my waking moments.
Ooooh the thrill of the tall
proud towers of views;
a forest of admiration;
peaks of blog achievement
I could almost stick my flag in.
I try to rationalise the valleys of
(invisibility)
which only occur (be reasonable)
when many other very
fulfilling and important
things are going on in the
real world.
The data analytics inner self
is not convinced.
We are losing momentum!
This is our chance! Where is our poem
producer? Nail her to her desk!
I try ignoring those dots…
It’s important for an artist to have
fallow period, I offer the comfort
of metaphors from the natural world.
All futile. ‘If a tree falls in a wood
with no one to hear it’, or something?
Bottom line? I don’t exist now.
When I signed up for this,
I had no idea that the dots were
taking over.
extraplorer 
oh my god, this is GREAT! Oh yes the “tall proud towers of views” – it does happen, but then, inevitably, can’t be sustained, as viewers seek their digital kicks elsewhere to whatever is hotter, newer. And yes, ultimately, reading blogs is a substitute for something real going on, “out there”.
Those dots or towers hold you hostage and can never be outdone. Relax. After a while, you forget about them entirely. Just as you worry about losing momentum, eventually momentum itself loses momentum.
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Thank you for your comment! I’m glad you like the poem. Don’t worry too much about the poet though; this poem just represents how the blogger feels occasionally, and not all the time. There’s a wry smile in there between the lines…
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Yes, absolutely, thanks for crafting such a terrific poem and sharing it on.. well the most appropriate medium for it, naturally 🙂
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“Where is our poem / producer? Nail her to her desk!”
Oh goodness. Thanks for the moment of uncomfortable self-scrutiny! But misery [i.e., low-grade-self-induced-insanity] loves company, right?
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Thank you for your comment! I thought it could be that the blogger in the poem is not the only one to experience this feeling…
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