Best Upset Poems

We Rulers Of This Earth

Homo-Sapiens we call ourselves, rulers of this Earth,
   Intelligent and civilized, but what is all this worth?

We're working hard...

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(note:  picture is essential to the poem)



Teacher said my decisions needed consequences.
I have to write a million gazillion sorry sentences.
Billy was stupid to tease...

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A few poems written by Chan Hurst, (Just That Archaic Poet)

I hope that we can find some comfort in them at this sad time.


"A Rational...

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A very wise woman once said I must write just for me.
Let there be no other reason for  e x p r e s...

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I am strong

You may simply disregard me
with your arrogant throng
You may treat me with disrespect
I'm still here, I am strong

Why don't you like it when...

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The house slumps against overgrown yards
Where gardens wilt against the ground,
Begging for sleep beneath gray skies.
Vines move through weeds 
Like brittle fingers,
Reaching toward a sagging...

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Who'd have thought words make them react like this,
failing to see my wit, just the unattractiveness.
An eye for crudeness that'll overpower the humorous.
I'm sure within...

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Their candles burnt brightly long ago
Providing for us and watching us grow
But the years passed by and took their toll
And left behind gaps in our...

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I’ve been sitting here for long lonely days
In this small space that I cannot escape from.
I am one of many other dogs in their own...

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Gentle light flows through the pines,
Inviting the oaks, the laurels, to sigh,
Echoing soft breath, smoke rising –
Mist in the sky, a moment of silence
Breaks the...

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He’s just a dog, a mongrel pup that fitted in me hand,
short haired, tan and white, with needs of high demand,
he’s whingy and he’s whiny,...

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I learnt a long time ago.....art depends on how the person
experiencing your work perceives it...........so please don't
get upset...........how someone............judges your poetry
it is but the perception...

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If I ruled the whole wide world there's so much that I would change
I wouldn't be Mr Popular and they'd think me somewhat strange
First thing...

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When you pack my luggage but won't pack my lunch
When you lock me out I get a hunch
When you put thumb tacks on the bathroom...

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A funeral is not the place when you find you need to laugh
Here is my true story about my little gaffe
I hope this poem does...

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