Why do you Write?

For glory, for riches, for happiness, fame-

to have everyone, everywhere knowing your name

to be thought of as clever, inspired, and wise

Each morning, wake smiling, with stars in your eyes

jump out of bed , and you’re  blogging by eight,

coffee in cup, low-carb breakfast is great

with thousands or millions all waiting to see

what your clever mind cooked up while counting your z’s

All the clamor and laughter, and followers galore

all your research and magazines piled on the floor

the missed calls, and the messages- yes, you’ve got MAIL!

then the offers from publishers, TV- you can’t fail!

Reflecting at day’s end on your lasting legacy

to leave something worth keeping for generations to see

but it’s ashes to ashes

and dreams of magic beans

and your words are worth only

their weight on the screen

all the sacrifice, worthless

like the mountains you scaled


out of fashion, in the

trash can