In another place there is a site where the idea is to write Bad Poetry.
After reading several slightly outrageous efforts I wrote the following.
I feel I am standing
On the edge of a whirlpool,
A watery swirling of words
Of mind twisting meanings
Bewitching my mundane mind.
Trying to dive to the ultimate depths
In the hope that this mighty maelstrom
Of versifying eloquence
Will eventually spread out
In a placid pool of peacefulness,
A place where a modest poetaster
Can catch his breath, and sigh.
Aahh, that such impish inventiveness
Should elude my creativity.