Don’t think I haven’t noticed. I’ve gotten back to writing postings that are lengthy—too lengthy. You’d think I’d know better, but uh-ah. You may find it hard to believe that I spent a gazillion years working in radio where I was taught to make my writing follow the “3 B’s:” Brief, Bright and Brilliant! Instead, lately it seems I’m stuck on the “3 D’s:” Decaying, Dreadful and Dull. I’ve made up my mind. I need to write shorter. I am already sitting; can’t get much shorter than that unless maybe I lie down and write (bah-rump-bump).
Then again, maybe I should go back to writing in rhyme.
When I do that it seems I take a lot less time.
Otherwise I find there is always one more thing needs be said
Like when I’m mentioning colors I must mention red.
I guess some writers more than others have a need to be verbose.
They pound out words, sentences and paragraphs by the gross.
It’s okay, I at least acknowledge my aversion to being short
So it is with utmost regret this poem I must abort.
There, now isn’t that better?