Who are you?
Unknown
Why are you reading these verses?
Lurking
You haven’t even introduced yourselves…
Rude
I say selves, because there are a lot of you.
Strangers
English-speaking isn’t a requirement, but sure helps the poetry you consume –
Knowledge
Unnerving
Thousands now today, yesterday and last week.
Tell me why?
No longer a safe space.
Should I be scared?
Do I need protection?
Are you taking my poems for your own?
I should probably go.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Ha, ha, this is brilliant, Aud. I’m not sure I’ve ever read a poem with such a perfect tongue-in-cheek perspective as this… and so fitting. I’ll be the first to admit I use your words/wisdom when writing my posts… so sue me, please 😊!
I do like how you so beautifully describe this uneasy dance between wanting to be read and wondering who is quietly lurking in the dark… Happy to know you’ll continue keeping your space open for us ~ a little oasis among the darkness. Enjoy your Sunday, my poetess!
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Had that here in the distant past. I figure they didn’t stop in time and boredom got’em!
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I often wonder the same thing, particularly when WordPress notifies me that my stats are soaring!
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Not to worry. It’s just me. That ghost of Christmas past. I’m not here to scare you or anything like that. Just want to borrow a cup of coffee. Maybe a few words if you can spare them. I won’t touch anything. Promise. 😎
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I like this 🙂
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Ha ha ha.
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