Best Humped Poems

Fires at a blue pills lab threw up a cloud
Settling over the town like a great shroud
And this gigantic mushroom 
Created a baby boom
Because all of the men were very proud...

Tom Cunningham 

It’s no wonder men of the town were proud 
Knowing what was in...

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From time to time, people ask me
About my education.
Only then, I remember
I have no degrees or diplomas.
I attended no university either.
I hated textbooks and exams.
I still do.
That's bad education, they say.

But they don't know
I was taught by a book
No school could afford to teach from.
There...

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To a two humped camel
She must seem really odd
For her humps are both displaced
on the front of her strange bod

They must throw her off balance
as she walks on just two feet
They're sure to get in the way
Whenever she try's to eat

It also seems distracting
As she...

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Lapping against the shoreline’s edge,
Fluid quartz-crystal of waves rush
through my toes . As I align home-made
paper boats wiggling against ebb tide,  
the looped hammock of moon gently cradles 
strains from Jobim’s notes, ‘ Agua de Beber, ’ 
where summer memoirs  drip inside my...

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My son has a new dog called Brandy
By jingo that pup is so randy
He caused quite a to do
When he humped my left shoe
No wonder his legs are so bandy!

07-07-17...

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Light and shade are vital to life's beauty, charm, and richness. By Poet.


sun 
sunshine 
dawn to dusk 
nature supplies 
vivacious hues clash 
cumulonimbus cloud
sprouts expanse toward the sun
every day, it swells keen and vast 
as crocus sprouts muzzle widespread breeze 
in stark peacefulness through the...

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Just when I followed night's evanescing sheen
behind a  rock-- on this quiet lake,
the humped seashell  drifted on:
      I laid there forlorn by an old palm tree
            ...

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I've heard about the arrival of fanciful fushia strangers
but I've no fear of them and not worried about dangers.
They seem a bit nonsensical; funny the way they speak
To me, everything they say comes out sounding like Greek!

Maybe on their planet, peaches have three turquoise eyes
Could...

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Standing hoeing garden stones
Eyes awash with tears
As memories flood back from
More than sixty years,
To the little village churchyard
For which my dad cared
And which duty I, as a child,
So very unwillingly shared.

He dug the graves, cut the grass
Scything carefully around 
Each sheared and flower strewn
Humped burial...

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Judging Others By Appearance

By Elton Camp

For some we have a hatred or fear 
Almost as soon as they come near 

The lady dressed just a bit too cute
Some assume must be a prostitute

Perhaps a boy dressed a certain way
Is, by others, immediately called gay

A man...

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It is not as simple as merely changing one's name
You must understand the cauldron before that came
And the hustler's hair caught fire burning into red anguish
And the water is disconnected to out the wish
Something about a mother's prayer and father's faith
Like all the islands were...

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A faint outline appeared in the early morn 
a full moon still shed its light, dark shadows 
spread across the land casting an eerie 
shadow over the far distant hills. 
An old buckboard clattered along a dusty 
road bumping roughly over pot holes 
washed out...

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New York City is where people who are
disappearing go. It is very quiet
here, silent. A man and woman
made love below me. I could hear
the bedsprings ringing and the
woman singing in sensual pain.
My thoughts sped up as they humped
faster. Everything is dead in my room
except me...

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Villanelle: O! What a wonderful world this sordid life could be

O! What a wonderful world this sordid life could verily be
If only humans were not subject to envy nor jealousy
Worse than that pride of place makes man a chimpanzee

Our primate brother carries on his butt...

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When I was a little girl,
Mother said to me
on my dad’s side there had been
a pure Cherokee.

I felt so proud that I had
in my ancestry
blood of those who roamed this land
throughout history.

I’d been born with thick black hair,
and my nose grew long!
I supposed the Cherokee
in...

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