Just observing, perhaps a little outlandishly, an occurrence
found often online. Not singling out anyone in particular. But I’d bet we all
know a few folks like this. Heck, we’ve probably all been like this, at least occasionally.
Overshares and unawares
The vast worldwide
web, it is fairly ablaze
With images sweet of the
offspring you raise.
Your obvious pride is
for all eyes displayed,
With each little
breath photographically played.
Each image in order,
with outline to boot,
And video streaming
your toddlers’ salute –
Objectively speaking,
your kids are ideal.
And none can deny
your allegiance is real.
It’s not that I’d ask
you to close or conceal
The vast overshares
or your precious appeal.
But, honey, your wee
ones do o’ertake the feed.
I can’t find my other
friends’ updates to read.
And yet it bears
mention, lest this one forget
That I post at least
as much ink of my pet.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson
This poem was posted for the April A to Z Blogging Challenge
and National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), as well as these prompts:
Daily Post:
“breath”
Mad Kane Humor:
“seal” or “conceal”
Meme
Express: “obvious,” “order” and “outline”
One-Minute
Writer: “streaming”
Sepia Saturday:
baby photos image
Simply Snickers: "object” and “obvious”
Stream
of Consciousness Saturday: “no” (subbed in “none”)
Image/s:
Public domain photo –
vintage image
vintage image
