In honor of National Bad Poetry Day, here is a gem of mine from 1999.
Remembering (c. 1999)
This was actually published in my high school literary journal.
Looking back through
the looking glass
my reflection reminds me
of my naivete
but all was lost when I
fell from the sky
drunk on love
high on life
and like all fallen angels
I made the mistake
a deadly choice
I lost my heart to the Ace of Hearts
funny how I fell apart
when he left me standing on the side
of the road
out of the clear blue sky
came my knight in his
black Prelude
whole stole my hear for a summer ride
love was the warm wind in my hair
the windows down and
the radio loud to 80’s
all happiness flew out the window
and I was broken
giving my heart to strangers
and trying to learn how to fly again.
then one night by chance
I met a prince
once again I was drunk on love
and smiled at my sun
and he held my hand
and healed my soul
with flowers and “I love you’s”
and midnight passion in parking lots
I became myself again
not letting go of him for
a second.
Notes:
I clearly hadn’t mastered line breaks yet with this. Also, this is terrible and I manage to reference every boyfriend I had between junior and senior year of high school.
My favorite line is “midnight passion in parking lots” because where else was I going to go make-out?
danielle dreger 