It's been years since I've written a poem, but when I was in school I actually wasn't too awful. Below are the works I salvaged from my teenage years and inflicted on the web.
I wrote this when I was nine years old, and it's much better than could reasonably be expected. Inspired by Edmund Mallory's final attempt to climb Mount Everest.
An early teenage effort, but still not too bad. My elderly female relatives and their friends all think that it's terribly sad and keep crying over it, but why is beyond me.
Award Winning Adolescent Poem With No Title
This one won a Young Aussie Writer's Award (that's a good thing, believe me) when I was fifteen, and I still couldn't come up with a name for it. One of our local ministers once preached a sermon on this, which sort of missed the point completely. Just another example of how open to interpretation poetry is, I suppose.
My grandmother thinks this one's about youth suicide (mind you, she thinks that all of my poems are about youth suicide) but it was actually inspired by a documentary on kangaroos (don't ask).
My one and only love poem - not written for anyone in particular, just written. If I'm proud of any of my poetry, I'm proud of this.
Written - you guessed it - after I visited a young tiger in Adelaide Zoo.
A self-indulgent but almost well-written moment of adolescent angst.