Back in high school, I wrote really bad poetry. I am not a poet. I love poetic language, but poetry is often beyond me. So many times it strikes me as a string of words that happen to sound pretty when placed next to one another.
That collective moan you hear is likely a bunch of poets cursing my name. Curse away, poets. Curse away.
Still, I love a creative challenge, and Cassie of Books and Bowel Movements issued one recently. In celebration of National Poetry Month, she put together a short series of poems, using the titles of books to create them. You can see her original post here.
My challenge would be finding titles that would work. As much as I read, I don’t actually own a lot of books, and over half of them are genre fiction. But here they are, my awful free verse spine poems.
Now it’s your turn! It was actually fun, pulling books off my shelves and fitting them together (and giggle inducing to see some of my romance novels sandwiched between my more literary-leaning choices). If you do, be sure to link back to Cassie’s original post.