One day, after reading newbies’ usual attempts at poetry and also feeling bored out of my mind at a son’s Tae Kwon Do training, I introduced the Terrible Poetry Contest.
This will be hilarious, I thought, And so easy. Too many writers churn out cliché sonnets and frenetic free-verse, so entrants will love it. As a bonus, I’ll be able to demonstrate what not to do in a funny way!
Despite my confidence, I realized the need for a follow-up explanation right after. Despite that, I routinely reminded contestants to tone down the talent. Despite all that, many contests produced FANTASTIC and clever results.
You’ve been wonderful. You’ve been terrible. I’ve loved it all. Thank you.
With happy memories and enough bad poetry to keep us giggling, I’ve decided ’tis time to discontinue. This week is the last terrible poetry contest of them all, nearly a year and a half after we began.
- Topic: A bittersweet farewell to something completely ridiculous.
- Length: You choose.
- Rhyming: For old time’s sake, rhyme in the worst possible places.
- Make it terrible!
- Rating: PG or cleaner.
You have till 8:00 a.m. MST next Friday (May 1) to submit a poem.
Use the form below if you want to be anonymous for a week.
If not, and for a more social experience, include your poem or a link to it in the comments. Please let me know if your pingback or poem do not show up within a day.
Have fun. Seriously. And tell your friends. Let’s go out with a parade!
Alas, Poor Ramen
I thought you
Ramen. and MSG, of course
you didn’t have MSG
after i tasted you, you aren’t coarse,
Tangled Mass oF dreams
Sunlight steaming, through crying raindrops
I put you down the drain
with the eggs and fridge stuff that stunk
alas, why do I throw away what I love??
and then I ground you up
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