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Practicing Bad Poetry Misadventures

I recently challenged myself to write bad poems because I was resisting writing better ones. Here's one example of my bad poem output. I'm proud that I met my goal. 

My favorite line? Don't want to spoil it for you

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Bad Poem #1

I am broken, hollow

swallowed by the sea

not seen, not home

bones leach absinthe

 

You said you loved me

Then did the opposite

This poem is for you

I hope you hate it

 

Heart

            Falling

                        Open

                                    Wide

 

What if I told you I was lost

Looking for something or

Someone to show me

The way back to myself?

 

Strawberry, butterscotch,

Apple, lemon and cherry

I miss your pies more

Than I miss you

 

I took a drive to pick up dinner

Curbside service, of course

Ten minutes of masked freedom

Best Only adventure this week

 

Angst and anger rage

Dizzy and dazed by loneliness

Faith and faithful not the same things

Flaming out in a cold, cruel world

 

If you want to see me

Look up. I’m hiding

In the tree, ready

To pounce

 

Sally, are you there?

Do you know why we’re

In this poetry funhouse?

Call the authorities

 

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