Best Upending Poems

Autumn's Arrival 



      Leaves radiate vivid colors beautifying elms mesmerizing dubious eyes

      Seized out of wooden closets woolen sweaters and scarfs would suffice

      Warm breezes bade goodbye to an impending...

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Splashed carelessly aside 
poised, patiently resisting 
every earthen pull. Only you reside,
carved statuette persisting
tethered on stony mountain tops
asking much of fortunes favor.
Catching crisp sunlight, life stops  
upending sensibilities; labor 
like your brother Banff. Capture
all the beauty of the world,
record it for the rapture.

Sunday, January...

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Night and day, a thrashing
     like an invisible whiptail
surge van hail,
doth swell me bosom
     excruciatingly, doggedly blackmail
capriciously be-numbingly,
     aggravatingly assail
mine conscience in

     what paltry pale
capacity of this gamboling male,
I...

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Technology ascending
  Traditional religion ending
Robots comprehending
  Life's secrets upending

Black holes extending
  Cyber wars impending
Electronic devices contending
  Wizard-like gurus pretending

Media noise unrelenting
   Massive armament-spending
Extremism transcending
   Holocausts never ending

How much better now, our enlightened Life --
   Man's...

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Airship

How far I’ve flown I neither know nor care.
Much as this open deck my plans are bare.
Of star or compass I have nary need,
But follow as these downy cloud tops lead.

The chilly breezes toying through my hair
Cascade across my skin and jacket flare
While on the...

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People say my poetry is mostly doom and gloom
But I’m a funny person and I’ll prove it to you soon
My wit and sharp ripostes are a constant delight
Let’s see if I can tell this story to prove I’m right.

I had three friends who loved booze
And...

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Carl Koontz

1892-1915

Mister Gregg was standing atop my grounded skull,

And so was Mister White,

And the reticent county coroner.

And inexplicably,

They directed two men in blue overalls

To dig up my decomposed body that day.

I must say, the sounds of those slicing shovels,

Upending the dirt of my final destination,

Here...

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Upon exiting the womb...

23,190 days ago,

Yours truly got hashtagged
as the 2,975,075,410TH
person alive on Earth
according to website
https://worldpopulationhistory.org/
my-population-number/.

Come November 15, 2022
(a little more than
four months from now -
actually one hundred twenty days
after today July 11, 2022),
the world's population
projected to reach eight billion.

The latter date underlined
and iterated above
recognized...

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The wrecking ball long since
     demolished boyhood house zen
located at 324 Level Road,
     a once rural residence,
     which soulful yen
I called home
     since February 28th, 1968, when

Boyce and Harriet...

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This generic creek king mortal mwm 
   (who generally river ears the bay sea gully feels ire ate 
asper propensity plundering positive human qualities 
   tested to the max), bait
ting virtue with rapacious opprobrious 
   malicious lugubriousness, and hatred...

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Through the set screen of a cower cover
A tyrant terror of the self resides; 
Forming a merged mind with opposing sides. 
Persuasion being his asset to uncover
Your desires and wants he will discover; 
With deceiving decisions he provides,
His slyness and adroit nature coincides —
Whilst morality...

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Incrementally corporeal essence, here
to fore i.e. figurative spear
tire of mine, doth elicit despair
daily appall, thus I air
part tickle laurel lei objection
     able bane, cuz this tear
rubble flabbiness a glare
ring anatomical feature, I swear

shape shifted into a dare
ridge hubble unsightly
  ...

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To diary:

Mama, by now, I suspect you are on my trail
to Phoenix, however I do think you figured
it all out-the red herrings... and are instead
on the right path to Seattle. A part me wants
to challenge you. As much as you are in 
pursuit of me,...

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Existential crisis still encompasses mein kampf Valentine's day 2022

The following lines written disjointed fashion
attempting to mimic strategically 
moving pieces erratically on chessboard
ideally yielding ultimate resultant checkmate
opposing men captured for the queen to use.

Jurassic throwback terrible lizards
with horrific, capitalistic, and academic
counterproductive mindset atavistic
protohuman spit out fast...

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Ploughing 

The farmer has ploughed the land around the almond trees
 the earth is rust red I took up a handful it was lumpy, full
 of dead plants and still warm from the sun.
A breeze was blowing shaking dust of trees and upending 
parasols in...

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