When a new and latest poem pops up on WDC, merit badge inspiration
it pops up on-screen
like the latest off-shoot, newborn babe
or newest bud,
in the orchards or mansions of poetry
Or like a fresh wave of words crashing and cresting upon the turf
For all and sundry to view, enjoy and surf!
Or ha ha, even like linguistic kernels
that pop like popcorn
in the crockery of WDC
with different flavors to choose from
to reveal what's been cooking in the minds
Some indeed spiced-up
some acidic or buttery
all of 'em', more or less with melody
Or the newest poetry is
to put it more exquisitely
a fragrant flower just bloomed
in the bedecked bowers of poetry
Or to say, the latest poem
pops up like meerkats and weasels
but on the lookout for friends instead of foes
Ah and then it to wait
for the honey and jam of comments
and even the bitter gourd of criticism
But healthy criticism like any bitter pill vital to health.
You're lucky if the doctors of poetry
refrain from prescribing chits of bitter pills to swallow,
Or opted for sugar-coated ones
for which you heave a sigh of relief
you didn't get sharp blunt critique!
But if they do administer the wrong dose of criticism
out of sheer bias and error
You can always give them a taste of their own medicine!
For my poetry is meant to be tasty
So too bitter reviews leave a sour after taste in my mouth
As I'm habituated to sugar coated pills.
We all love writing.com nevertheless.