Very Bad Archive
read to them, unnoticed
David Howerton
Towns turn gray
frosty morning
drifting along road
in fog
trying to catch taillights.
Bluffing through reading
no time to write something
just had to make it up
and hope no one noticed.
Got some clapping
figured
it'd gone well.
Late night fog
cup of tepid coffee
a companion
on way home.
Felt pretty good
pulled reading off
and got out
ahead of game.
David Howerton has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/3/09. Read more of David's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of David's latest works: