I attempt poetry in humor or under duress. But in honor of bad poetry, I figured I should let my poetry shine.
Heading nowhere with the lame
All on a trip to find a fish
And maybe even a lovely dish.
Finding none she felt alone.
And ended up with nothing but a bone.
With much effort, and as good as it gets:
I wish I was poetically inclined
Gifted with words so intertwined
Readers couldn't help but engage
As images leapt off the page.
Wait, I'm thinking the first try is a children's book, the second a song.
Maybe my bad poetry is coming along.
A quick question... in my search for grammar accuracy, I constantly run across words or phrases with two camps of correctness. Is it leapt or leaped?
3 comments:
OMG I love it! There is nothing I suck at worse than writing poetry. I haikus were the bane of my English class existance. Seriously you sound like Emily Dickinson compared to me.
Also, I hope you don't mind, but I'm totally stealing this post idea from you. I'm going to link it back to you, so I hope it's okay! :)
LOL! Poetry is NOT my thing -- but bad poetry I can do!! Thanks for sharing this HOLIDAY!
Lisa, Thanks!! I'm looking forward to your version of Bad Poetry day.
Kate, I knew I had to do a post when I saw what day it was. Even the bad examples above took me WAY too long to write. :-)
Thanks for your support!
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