Lurker Wednesday
What of those people who lurk?
Are they sitting in their chairs with a smirk?
Or is it a smile?
Every once in a while?
Or are they all just berserk?
Posted on March 31, 2010, in can't see 'em. Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.
Berserk!
Well Laura Koenig, thank you for sharing
All about how you are faring.
It’s great you have the guts
To admit you feel nuts
And berserk is better than despairing.
Poetry Wednesday?
does it count as lurking if I subscribe to the lj RSS feed?
if so, i’m with Laura.
Melinda shows up with a question
About my poetic expression
It depends on the day
On what I might say
But poetry is an obsession.
Liz joins us via RSS feed
Which seems to be meeting her need
But when you just lurk
You miss the obvious perk
Of commenting on what you might read.
Every once in a while, passing through!
At least 30 posts a day
through which to wind my way,
Not because I ignore you ;_;
Every once in a while, passing through?
I wonder what it is we should do
To make jha stay for a while
Perhaps we must beguile
So we don’t have to wish her adieu.
A lurker I be
Because I don’t always agree
I’ll gladly admit there are days I learn a thing or two (or three!)
Others I want to hurl things at you
So I continue anonymously
Caucasian adoptive parent
Typically most white adoptive parents would flee
After an encounter with someone like me
Or sometimes they fight
Rather than acknowledge I’m right
Unlike the silent Julie.
I’m not berserk!
Just bored at work!
Just taking a look, please
don’t mind my lurking
I’m here for the cookies
to eat while I’m working!
Oh, regular poster J-S-seven-eighteen
Isn’t a lurker since he’s often been seen
Posting his thought
Which doesn’t go for naught
Because we enjoy what he writes on the screen.
This is going to have to count as free verse–
compared to yours, my poetry is worse.
white daughter of white savior mother
sister to four who were adopted
here to listen,
not to speak
EllenVan doesn’t seem to know it
But she has the soul of a poet.
It’s a shame she doesn’t speak
Because then we don’t get a peek
At her brain because she will not show it.
i like this new trend
lets see a whole post in verse
or five seven five
i post sometimes,
and i can be quick with the rhymes
resistance you are an inspiration
but do you ever just want a vacation?
.elise.anne. wants posts in haiku form
Although that isn’t the norm
Maybe she’s just sick
Of the bad limerick
And wants to have poetry reform.
Because I’m an infrequent lurkee
I’m late to the poetry partee
and further my meter could improve a wee.
Gosh, I’m just much better at limericks.
A white girl who lives in Taipei
does not come to read every day
but when visit she does
it creates such a buzz
in her brain, that she learns quickelay!
Errr, yeah.
Anyways, in pure plain prose this site is awesome.
It’s like french cuisine. The plate looks sparse, but the flavor/texture/experience is so intense that you’re totally satisfied.
I’ve gladly been mute ’til this day
Lest my whiteness I crassly display
But you’ve opened my mind
And I start to find
There are things that I may like to say