A Bad Poem About A Different Bad Poem


Once I wrote a poem and it wasn’t very good
I put it on this blog though I wasn’t sure I should
It was quite well-received even though it was so bad
It got more ‘likes’ than better posts and this made me sad

I wondered if it was worth putting much effort in
If  my most ‘liked’ posts were ones I’d prefer to bin
On the other hand though, it gave me pause for thought
Perhaps I had been trying harder than I ought

And so bad poetry became a thing I’d write
When all my other musings seemed a little trite
I’ve butchered many forms, there’s not much I won’t do
Poor odes and awful limericks and vacuous haiku

But though they are all bad, I can still get much worse
For few horrors can compare to my attempts at free verse
And though this poem rhymes it isn’t any better
Though it is quite self-aware and possibly meta

  19 comments for “A Bad Poem About A Different Bad Poem

  1. July 27, 2020 at 6:00 am

    Wow. Is that a self-portrait?

    Liked by 1 person

    • July 27, 2020 at 9:14 am

      The poem is. The picture less so…

      Liked by 1 person

      • July 27, 2020 at 11:04 am

        I wish I could save time
        By writing more in rhyme.
        Or three lines will do
        Few words to view..
        Ideas to test
        So my readers can rest.

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      • July 27, 2020 at 2:54 pm

        I’d respond in kind
        But today I find
        I have less time
        To write in rhyme
        And so this will probably just peter our like this…

        Liked by 1 person

      • July 27, 2020 at 5:31 pm

        I meant ol’ Billy Shakes.

        Liked by 1 person

  2. July 27, 2020 at 7:44 am

    hey, that was good!

    Liked by 1 person

    • July 27, 2020 at 9:18 am

      We’re our own harshest critics although if I were to acknowledge that I thought this was good it would possibly diminish the poem so I have to remain ‘in character’ for now…

      Liked by 1 person

  3. July 27, 2020 at 8:31 am

    Rough rhymes we expect,
    Poor rhymes we accept,
    But free verse?
    The poets curse?
    May I coarsely say
    No intercoursing way?

    Liked by 2 people

    • July 27, 2020 at 9:26 am

      But the beauty of free verse
      Is that
      You can
      Write something bland
      Structure it
      Like this
      And call it free verse

      Liked by 3 people

      • July 27, 2020 at 10:00 am

        Free verse unfetteredly goes here
        Free verse fickley goes there,
        Let me be crystal clear
        I freely say I don’t care.

        Liked by 2 people

  4. Scribblans
    July 27, 2020 at 9:26 am

    My dear old Nan always said to me ‘Talent will out’.
    That’s when I knew that she didn’t like my poetry and my mate Will Out had more talent than me.

    Liked by 1 person

    • July 27, 2020 at 9:27 am

      But you’ve still got to show Will In.

      Liked by 2 people

      • July 27, 2020 at 2:33 pm

        Oh, very droll, now my friend Moll
        is neither in nor out
        she’s somewhat undecided why
        and can’t even think of a way to carry on with this verse which is not free as you will receive an invoice post haste. So there!

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      • July 27, 2020 at 2:49 pm

        Worth every penny. But not Penny who was unimpressed and refuses to pay.

        Liked by 1 person

  5. July 27, 2020 at 10:37 pm

    That last line speaks to my soul. I won’t tell you what it says, as I fear it would be inappropriate in polite company.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. July 27, 2020 at 11:21 pm

    I think what’s interesting about all your writing is that the reader gets a sense of who you are, and you are interesting, primarily because you see the humour in simple things and you have an entertaining, unaffected voice. (I don’t mean to be so serious, but that is what I like about your writing.).

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    • July 28, 2020 at 7:47 am

      That is actually lovely feedback and ‘humour in simple things’ is mostly what I’m trying to achieve

      Liked by 1 person

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