(Can you hear the hissing when something’s gone missing?)
Hark, the ship won't stay afloat!
Evergreens may merely bloat.
All those articles we wrote
Nevermore need we promote.
Links may linger, seeking site -
Page view promise to ignite,
Still, the libraries we write
Disappear into the night.
Give to me the years I spent,
Crafting stories to present,
Trusting publishers' intent,
To pay my golden years’ due rent.
Perhaps the ship has run aground,
If simple forms cannot be found.
c2012 by Linda Ann Nickerson
Image/s:
Two Tax Collectors
By Marinus van Reymerswaele
Public Domain Artwork
What a fun poem! I can relate!
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