Best Turvy Poems

What if now was yesterday
And things are the way they were then
Would I be what I am today
Or would I be what I was back then
The world has gone topsy-turvy
The loads have gotten too heavy
Everything feels funny
Smiles only come with money
Life seems so unreal
I’m out...

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What's the matter Mother World,
why are you in such 
a topsy-turvy swirl?
Has Man again upset you so much?

Why is it that your face
has lost it's once flourishing green color
and your skin now blotching red,
your river'd throat aridly bled
and your inner-core rumbling hollow?

Is it because Men...

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Toddling
stumbling
fumbling
tumbling
are some nights,like toddling stumbling child,
tipsy turvy fumbling tumbling mind.






© kashinath karmakar(17th August 2011)
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Placement:7th;(August 2011)

Contest:Tyburn

Sponsor:Dr.Ram Mehta...

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What if boys were named for girls ?
What if girls were named for boys ?
Would girls play with cars and trains
or other sorts of toys ?

  Would boys play with dolls and frills
  or wear dresses - "Oh, so cute!"
  Would everyone...

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Topsy-Turvy Love

Love turns the world upside down
slows the axial rotation
draws out passion’s sunset
compresses the hours together
shrinks the horizon to one face
cresting pillowed mountains.



5/2/2016

submitted to – Love Turns The World Around – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Nayda Ivette Negron...

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The Blue Jays home opener is April 8th
Weatherman's predicts snow, hate... hate... hate
Not civilized for sure
Outlook's damn poor
The world's topsy turvy, sure am irate...

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TOPSY TURVY

I am an orphan to my mother’s life.
See I did not know she was not inside.
She raised me as a child and who I saw made her image live.
I now find that an inner being fulfilled her and that was her inner core.

I am...

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Topsy-Turvy


"I WON'T sleep this side. I'll sleep there tonight!"
Though this demand was chimed with a soft voice,
As she might have thought protection of her right 
He quickly deplored it, calling it some mere noise.

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Don’t let them get you talking
bat-on-brain, beak turned upside down
Don’t let them have you walking
with your throbbing head spun around

Everything simple is now so plain topsy turvy,
silence is the complex New Wave sound

Aisle confusion  ...  bland XY liberty
Shopping cart illusion,
soap opera values so...

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What if boys were named for girls?
What if girls were named for boys?
Would girls play with cars and trains, 
Or other sorts of toys?

Would boys play with dolls and frills?
Or wear dresses - "Oh, so cute!"
Would everyone stay the same, 
Or would it be a...

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When the dawn of gaiety emanates 
And sorrow seems to dissociate
When hard work is finally culminated
Distress seems to frown for revenge

When the past is cast into oblivion
And the present sews its shameless patches
Its ugly head appears to pierce through the seam
Breaking apart the lovely product...

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Topsy-turvy tomato
Hanging from my porch
Looking like I've hit the lotto
But maybe I'm torched

This may be a surprise
And you don't have a clue
The tomatoes should be such a prize
But I'm telling you

It has occured to me
When looking up I see
That I might have to climb 
The...

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all behind me now
a memory of blue sky 
a nebulous cloud haloing
darkness before me
mystery awaits the plunge
I peer sightless into dark

roots tendril to me
a grasping sight, intriguing 
my golden curls dangle downward
imbalance betrays 
I teeter on the abyss 
enraptured, sound echoing 

back lit baby fall
seek...

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Imagine if everything was topsy-turvy
The sky was a bright yellow green
Grass was a deep shade of crimson
The strangest darn sight you've seen

People walking around upside down
No need for wearing shoes
Six foot birds with smelly breath
A dog with a very loud mew

It sure would seem like...

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The topsy turvy world of childhood 

When the evening sun has drifted
And is dropping out of sight
The moon up in the heavens
Then brings forth another night
I just want to have some fun
I’ve energy to spare
I’ll be sent to flipping bed
And I don’t want to be...

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