Laura Cummings

Rookie (Friday 16th October 1987 / Alexander Hospital, Redditch.)

Bad W Riting - Poem by Laura Cummings

“E-nun-ci-ate! ” screaming at the top of lungs,
Speak correctly or keep your mouth shut.
“Spell check! ” You’ve spelt that wrong what’s the matter with you?
Rips out the page before yelling to start over.

“What is this crap? It makes no sense! You can’t die at the hand of a thousand men.
Take it out, learn life and don’t come back until you’ve learnt something better to write.
Crying about death and loneliness, singing about love and sex, you haven’t lived….
This is bad writing- not to your full potential.”

Disappointment, angst… not what life is about? Love, marriage, sex, and war – all empty.

Where is the line? I try to see, but where it is, is never clear to me.

Bonnefide case of SSDD.

“Good writing? Bad writing? Stop writing random crap and write from the heart. Write from the soul. Still bad writing? Go away. Don’t come back. Try a hand at something else.

Comments about Bad W Riting by Laura Cummings

  • Rookie Gaia Moore (9/20/2005 2:31:00 AM)

    It can be hard feeling your not living up to your full potential... is this where this poem aspired from, or from an evil teacher perhaps? (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Pablo Davis (7/5/2005 8:02:00 AM)

    Brulliant! Suparb! ! Winderful! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (7/4/2005 8:21:00 AM)

    She who writes yet fails to woo 'em
    lives to writ another po-em (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 4, 2005

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