I had some literary fun over the weekend.
Chip MacGregor – Agent Extraordinaire -- sponsors a bad poetry contest in honor of his birthday each year. Chip MacGregor. Chip is not my agent, not even close...but I claim 6 degrees of separation status.
How could I not participate in this contest? You guys know that bad poetry is one of my fortes.
I went for tragic, classic angst.
Chip had this to say about my entry. "Yes! Wonderfully bad, Kelly!"
The sky? Blue? Why?
Acid rain falls from it.
Blackening my thoughts.
I say the sky
So the grass then
In shades of gray.
I didn’t win. I didn’t even place, but Chip gave me a bit of a nod. You must go to his announcement to read it.
I lost to “Blind Puppy on the Freeway,” “Ode to Snow” and “Moose Without Lips?” I’m honored.
Check out Chip’s blog comments to read the other entries.