Tuesday, December 12, 2006

For Fear of Bad Poetry

I wrote these poems in high school. I am still entertained by them. Some of them were once published in our high school literature and art publication, Scratch Pad, and others were not deemed even good enough to qualify as bad high school poetry. Enjoy.

1.
Slender legs that slice
When they are spread
And unspread
Curvaceous
So I can grip you tight
I love your music
When you cut my paper

2.
In the Media Center

The rain bullets upon the roof.
Everything outside is thinly glazed.
I am inside, an unfrosted cake.

3.
Autumn Wind

The wind sweeps across the trees,
Whistling like a thousand birds screaming.
The trees sway with the motion while
Their leaves fall to the parched yellow grass,
Sighing winter one by one.

4.
You're sitting in class,
Waiting for time to pass.
Your desk, you caress--
And suddenly depress
Something hardened.
Your fingernails dig,
It's chunky and big.
You look underneath,
While licking your teeth,
Seeing an array of color.
Stupid and dumb--
It's gum.

5.
once upon a time
prince charming
met ken and they
ditched their fairy
tale disproportional
girls and they dated
each other instead
and prince charming
proposed to ken
with a ring that had
a huge rock and
ken said yes thinking
wow he is the boy of
my dreams and they
got married illegally
and they lived
happily ever after

6.
The Cycle of Non-Flushing

You go to the toilet.
You look in the pot.
Something's there that should be not.
Why don't people flush? You wonder.
You sit down and leave your plunder.
You ponder your thoughts.
You read the walls, reaching for the toilet paper.
Getting up, you juice the gossip.
You leave the stall.
The next victim walks in.
They look in the pot.
Something's there that should be not.

7.

PANDORA           born with a brain to be used
USED HER BRAIN                     a new concept
AND GAVE                                     took away
MEANING TO LIFE      the monotony of utopia

8.
Roller coasting up the hill
Excitement quickly mounting ‘til
The top is reached and we become
Nervous, thinking kingdom come
Hearts beat wildly in flip flops
The creaking coaster slowly stops
Silence, hushed anticipation
Trembling, screaming expectation
Bodies freeze desiring action
Soon – within a second’s fraction…
Zoom the coaster now descends
Down the hill and quickly bends
Around a corner, upside-down
Loop-the-loop, round and roun’
Thrilling, chilling, oh what fun!
Can you believe it’s so soon done?
One more time – it went so fast!
Please oh please, we’ll make it last!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love it, I love it ALL!

It's awesome that you posted this. I've written three poems in my life, each worse than the one before. They have been destroyed.

Elizabeth said...

Yeah! The poems are back!