I was going through some storage boxes recently and found a poem I wrote when I was in high school.
What is really disturbing is that this poem is in a booklet with a collection of poetry by Leechboy and his friends AND I know that Leechboy put this poem to music and recorded it – believe we still have a copy on tape somewhere (kinda like beat poetry but really bad).
leechboy asked that I put purposefully bad rather than really bad – thus saving his pride.
Who else still has copies of awful poetry they wrote at school? And are you willing to share?
I didn’t write poetry but in one English class we were supposed to write short stories/novellas. If I had ambitions for a public or political career I would be living in dread that my story would be unearthed from some dusty storage box my teacher had kept. It was a terribly corny historical tale about two people in the early Christian era who are eventually martyred together. I think a thrown spear went through both of them, when the guy tried to protect the girl. Ugh.