I’m remodeling my apartment and decided to go through all the old boxes in my storage closet and ditch all the old crap I didn’t want along with the old furniture I was getting rid of. I hired a removal company (who just happened to have very fine looking men working for them–thankyoujesus) so I figured get it all over with in one go.
While purging myself of useless old stuff, I found all kinds of letters that I apparently kept to torture myself, every paper and notebook I had ever written in college or grad school, an angsty teen diary…and a few post-it notes of very bad nonsensical poetry I had written when I was around 17. I don’t remember if I was drunk or high or had just hit my head when I wrote it, but I decided to let you all vote on that one.
I give you…tormented teen weirdness. They have no titles, just badness (original bad spelling and grammar provided for extra amusement), and thankfully they’re all short. This is why I write romance now and not books of poetry.
Bad Poem #1
here we are today in forever tomorrow,
not withstanding interupption
though stopping now and then to smell the roses
Bad Poem #2
The world I love is crumbling,
within itself,
into a destitute manner,
uncaring of all who nurtured its womb and
crave its solace for their own purposes
Bad Poem #3
When love is not enough
it withers as in Autumn
to fall into despairing self-gratification,
lacking warmth and seeking only its former luster
as it settles in and wraps itself
around a wintering heart
Bad Poem #4
hello,
how are you doing today in this world
of forever tomorrows,
however undone within itself
or wholly loved by others
and given respect by those who don’t know any better
I vote that I was definitely on some kind of intoxicant when I wrote these because, damn, they don’t even make sense most of the time. And, apparently, I had a thing for “forever tomorrow.” Oy.
Um. Honey, I love you, and would normally talk you down from such ‘being hard on yourselfness’. However, in this case…there is only one thing to do…
bad writer. bad!! don’t put such…bad writing…on your website. Ever!!
by Dayna August 29th, 2008 at 7:05 am ♦It’s pretty awful isn’t it? I really do think I was drunk when i wrote it. But…lmfao it’s so bad!
by Crystal Jordan August 29th, 2008 at 7:06 am ♦you know
& encourage you whenever I can but um…yes…is bad. of course…you were young. Very very young
by Dayna August 29th, 2008 at 7:28 am ♦I learned my lesson. Stick with romance. Poetry is just not for me.
by Crystal Jordan August 29th, 2008 at 7:29 am ♦I think most of us who remember our youth remember writing thoughtful, angsty poetry like that.
I’m so glad I’m over that stage. (I am…really…I’m over it)
by R.G. Alexander August 29th, 2008 at 9:17 am ♦Yes, but you actually write GOOD poetry, RG. Mine is demonstrably BAD.
by Crystal Jordan August 29th, 2008 at 9:18 am ♦Today, tomorrow
by Feisty August 29th, 2008 at 2:08 pm ♦I will love you a thousand forevers
if you stop and
smell
the
roses
Well, thanks for synopsizing my crap, Feisty…LMAO!
by Crystal Jordan August 29th, 2008 at 4:52 pm ♦Hey, at least you have some nice words in there. ‘Luster’ is nice and I love ‘wholly’!
by Ava Rose Johnson August 30th, 2008 at 2:20 pm ♦LOL–thanks for trying to save me there, Ava!
I don’t think there’s any saving that trainwreck though. 
by Crystal Jordan August 30th, 2008 at 2:22 pm ♦