Best Bad Poetry

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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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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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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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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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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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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            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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That is right August 18,
Today Is National "Bad" Poetry Day.
To all the writers,
here is your chance.
Write something "Great,"
for the world to read.
How about, 
National "Great" Poetry Day???

Remember a rhyme is to rhyme, 
not kind of rhyme. 
A Limerick is to be a five line funny,
not sad or depressing.

A true writer,
writes from their loving and creative heart.
AI writes,
but has no...

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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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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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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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National Bad Poetry Day 

There you have it
I had no idea
I am in the perfect site
for today!!

which rhymes with
cliché
betray
and dismay!
...

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