Day #97: My Own Form!
Soooooo, I ran out of poetry forms from my poetry list and I’m trying to find some new ones around the internet, but I thought it might be fun to do another self-made poetry form. This form is called the Rotten Poem and here are the rules that I’m making up right now: The poem has to talk about a moment in your life that was absolutely dreadful or awful. No rhyming or syllable count. ONE stanza and as many lines as I want!
It’s Just a Wierd Highschool Memory Now
My high school boyfriend called me a lesbian
After I broke up with him
On a trampoline in the middle of the night.
At a party I probably shouldn’t have gone to.
If it was today I wouldn’t mind –
It’s not an insult
But at seventeen I let the word
Scab inside my cheek