Bad Poetry - Poems about Bad Poetry

Went to Jurassic Park She didn't see even one ~ Dinah's Sore...

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Twas in the waters, I waborn from flames and lust Ripped from the stars and the zoding fust Cast into the salty and swirlin mesty sea Twas in the sky, I was as a cloud in the sky and condsing for life to jofully cry Cast to be a waste washed down from the batle between...

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Maybe I’m just bad at this but nobody wants to be the one to burst my bubble fearing they’ll hurt my feelings though that’s never stopped anyone before After all I’ve failed at almost everything I’ve ever attempted for the last forty years Perhaps I was pretentious to think that any thoughts I might conceive relating to the world...

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Alexadrine’s gobbledygook: Heidi morning was a beautiful dream The whirlwind’s skinny day contemplation loved by the moon ...

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Hastily he jumped into conclusion That we are inept in this seclusion Brought by dampened spiritual voice, that Got audibly overwhelmed in this waft Of the concessional sovereign reign That ebbed away his vim in disdain. Drifted in the upsurge of doubt Divergent conviction his heart sprout Whose fruits dangled ripe and low To keenly inquisitive neighbor’s door Alluring one, alluring all To be charmed in...

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Bad poetry is what one gets when horny people don't have sex so if this rhyme seems juvenile give me a break, it's been a while...

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The only bad poem is the poem that has not been written...

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In school, we had to memorize A poem from time to time. Of course, back then, most certainly, It was a verse in rhyme. Joyce Kilmer’s “Trees” was one of them. For years I wondered why The poet’s name was Joyce when We were told he was a guy. But I digress – for recently, I read about a match Where would-be poets vied To write...

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if your speaking of me I do agree my grammar isn't exact I break the rules because I don't care but your poetry is a good example maybe I do scramble words fighting to speak from the heart being isolated, I try my best not to tear dimensions apart dark or light poetry heals the sickness inside bad or good I feel poetry can...

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I've spent so much time trying to write a good poem, that I've ignored the possibility of BAD POETRY. Bad poetry, the soul speaks in cat-whispers, I meow one back, The garden bleeds living colour, I sprout something too, words, and if need be, rhyme, free as a bird- but not as verse, remaining free; so too the copycat found consonants of dead poet-kings: You're...

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it's all your fault that i got a rejection letter the letters were wrong and their order not right, what was i thinking, sending my thoughts out loud to a Brit no less, la di da i digress i just wasn't in proper dress for the refusal, metaphors all dressed up in red silk and stiletto heels, my panties in a bunch in your pocket Buk, you've always told me...

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Love has been over-written There is not much left for me. Even so, as I fall asleep I try to write a romance On your back, in circles. My feet between your sleeping legs, I keep quiet to keep you near. I want to super glue your lips to mine, To be held until we are faultless. I am tired of loving vulgarly More, most,...

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Hunger crushes the lady bug, as the tears fall down her face. An open beak , unblinking eyes, is all that faces the mirror. She wishes for that prince in her dreams, to take her away from those thoughts. She only wants to run away, to a field where nothing scares her. She doesn’t want to...

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