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.
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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