Bad Day Blues Poem by Morawn Higgs

Bad Day Blues



Lullaby of distortion
Woke me up,
Perfect overture for the commotion
Snags and tears piled up.

Gas my eyes that I may be blind
Can't stand anymore of this
An overeager godchild ballooned up my mind
I think I'm gonna explode, gonna explode, Miss.

Bad day blues, bad day blues
Do you hear me?
Bad day blues, shoot your boss
Oops, excuse me (heh)

I love my life, I sure do
But now it smells like- ooh!
To the ceiling, dropping like rain
Efforts seem in vain, in vain

Bad day blues, bad day blues
Today, god-day
Bad day blues, Miss use
Oh I need my booze!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ben Paynter 26 September 2013

you've got style and rhythm...just don't try so hard to rhyme...it's not always necessary. functionality and rhythm supersedes sound.

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Chrissy Horning 28 September 2012

Awesome! Great write...feeling that one today.

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