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Foolish Fetish
A young lady in black vinyl, So sedate and sadomasochistic, Posing like a shining fetish by the bar. Drunk at evening's end, Swaying and smiling stupidly, She seems a silly girl playing dress-up, Way past her bedtime. And my ballooning fantasy, Once so full and desperate, Disappears.
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by jonmar on August 13, 2007
Love's Long Game
We sit in a battlefield of broken chess pieces Staring at each other across the field of time. We do not speak remaining silent among the battle cries of the pawns Who do our dirty work of back stabbing and not calling. I move across the board to capture your heart But you block me with your Queen of Ice. Love's game is ...
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by RScheys on August 13, 2007
August in the Ohio Valley
August in the Ohio ValleyAugust is no doubt the cruelest month.Stealer of days, Emperor of time.The heat we have all had enough of.The rains do not quench our thirst.The crunch of the soil, the first few,Fallen, brittle leaves portend darker days.The wind comes more often from the North,Crisp, with only the teasing hint,Of cooler days still ...
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by jonscharf on August 13, 2007
post - slate
this one's from before no more complicated post- rain snow shine no more deconstructed lies- floor bed sofa so-fah, so far pre-you where i felt good where i felt me
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by blugirll on August 13, 2007
Oh the Fun I Had!
Oh the Fun That I Had! I’ve been there, and I’ve done that I danced to the soundtrack, and I’ve hit dat But there’s something I saw in the dark of the night That made my fingers a-dancing, and my undies real tight She was beautiful and graceful, and full of aplomb She was this month’s centerfold on Maxim.com I knew in that ...
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by SC23 on August 13, 2007
Ode to Bush
Duh-Duh-Duh-Duh Dubayu, I luh-luh-luh-luh luvayou. Just like a shrub that’s in my view, You hide the truth from us, it’s true. To keep us all from feeling blue, Your spooks watch all we say and do. We’re all safer, so says you, With all our foes lined in a queue, United in hatred a-new Waiting for a chance to screw Us.
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by ktd on August 13, 2007
darkness_blackness
darkness_blackness all in my soul is death and dank; you were the one supposed to love me light-bringer, radiant one instead you leave me oh so blank my missives, messages no reply no good-bye Oh, Facebook off and die!!!!
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by Suzanne on August 13, 2007
Hillbillies
Hillbillies eat rats. HIllbillies eat birds. Hillbillies have furry and feathery turds.
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by peanutzfarmer on August 13, 2007
another entry: "Sweating out your bile on Cupid's Bowflex"
When I said, “you bitch so much-- if you were a drag queen, I swear your name would be Katrina Victim,” Do you remember how you brandished the microplane grater As if to zest my manhood over the risotto con funghi? The hours, the days Sweating out your bile On Cupid’s Bowflex (before I leave the Fotomat I’ve already reduced ...
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by twangmonkey2 on August 13, 2007
Another Awful Sinatra Song
Here's a dance you should knowWhen the lights are down lowGrab your baby, then goDo the HucklebuckDo the HucklebuckIf ya don't know how to do itBoy, you're out of luckPush your partner outThen you hunch your backStart a little movement in your sacroiliacWiggle like a snakeWaddle like a duckThat's the way you do it when you do the Hucklebuck
Posted to Bad Poetry Contest by jeffjeffbobeff on August 13, 2007

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