A Verse in Rhyme No Meter (Attempt) – Kickoff to #MiseryRAL

Misery in June (the merry month of June)

A group of readers do embark

Upon a readalong this June.

A miserable month to read a book

It’s the merry month of June.

A hoot it will be (thanks Ti!)

Just wait and see ♦

We’ll tweet & scream; No woo woo to be seen

This misery-able month of June.

We’ll do our Uncle Stevie proud,

and tweet out loud our mirth;

Though fears of misery and pain expected,

our duty to read unshirked.

The merry month of June and misery abounds

Authors trapped by crazy fans;

   Drinks are spilled, the sledgehammer* sounds.

A poet I’m not

I beg forgiveness for this rot;

I blame it all on Dot. (Parker, Dorothy)

“I cannot stand this frantic misery!” I quote** her

and sadly thus I end this now – Nothing rhymes with Dorothy.

Please twitter-search #MiseryRAL and add this hashtag to your concerns and questions and sharings and odd thoughts. THAT is the only rule. No sign up, just a virtual hand-waving saying, “I’m in!!”  The book is short; don’t read too fast and spoil the fun!!  Put the book in the freezer if you must; let us know why and when. More things a-comin’. Do comment if you want emails and if you like snail-mail, email me (or DM via Twitter) your address – no matter where in the world you might live.

 

CHALLENGE:  if you want…  write your own damn poem.

Challenge the Second: Anyone want to make a button? My computer is dying and I cant’ seem to figure out which application is best to create one… thx

* a clue…

** from Dorothy’s short story SENTIMENT. I found another reference to the word MISERY in her awesome short story BIG BLONDE, page 303: “Misery crushed her as if she were between two great stones.”

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