I’m walking around in the city of Blog
and I’m told on this day that
a thousand people are following my trail.
Can’t be true but hear me trill
in my pixie piper frock.
And some who follow follow closer
than a millibar
and others follow from afar.
Most of you stroll silently and randomly
some of you glance at me, some of you don’t.
Some of you murmur and some of you shout
some of you don’t very often get out
and some are in groups and some fly solo
and some don’t really and truly follow
they simply ticked a box one day —
but even so
a thousand! what a thrill!
I’m not Top of the Pops for you see
millions have millions more readers than me.
And here’s what I say on this portentous day:
you are not “mine” and we all
take our turn at the leader’s role.
None of you follow like ducklings or sprogs.
Gurus have followers, leaders have followers —
not Old Lady Popsicle out on the blog.
Our paths have crossed, that’s what it means.
Some of you are passers-by
some of you are colleagues
and some are kindred souls
and none of you are trolls
some of you are readers or thinkers
or friends who I love and adore
and some of you are all of the above and more.
So be who you want, go where you will—
don’t follow my lead or my lessons and please
say, “Hello, here’s what I’m thinking.”
I do want to know.
That’s what I’m here for, that’s what I like
to hear in the city of Blog.