Chan Poems - Poems about Chan

Charlie Chan Trump

Sounding like a sketch
One big stretch
Laughter with every move
Always trying to prove
Crash landing in not smooth
Yet laughter all the way
There is always a getaway
Every movement with no pause
Head turn with a left and right
A look of fright
Cornered in a plight
Distinction of pure delight
Every day and night
Words of wonder
Hope that comes yonder
What will be next?
Pie in

Categories: chan, america, anti bullying, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme

Charlie Chan Does It Again

Charlie
That's Me

Detects
Suspects

Here's Clue
For Flu

Veggie
Suey

Ban Food
No Good

You Do
Flu Through

My Fee
Chablis

Glug Glug
Chug Chug...

So Long
Drink Gone

Categories: chan, celebrity, drink, health, word
Form: Footle

Charlie Chan

Charlie Chan
was an also-ran
till, knock on wood
  ~ 'So far, so good'

Categories: chan, humorous, language,
Form: Clerihew

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Tribute To Chan

A tribute to Chan



Getting euphoric,
Million things to do...
while I am alive,
Time is short yet
the torch still glows !

Collecting toys and vintage boxes,
I am a geek,
Star Wars fanatic,
I am Tolkien,
I create collage,
Pentagram based artwork,
Geometrical and optical art, 

Rhymer in guitar,
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
Every kind my brother,
I am just that archaic poet,
Chan dale hurst,
An

Categories: chan, tribute,
Form: Free verse

For Chan Hurst - a Life Too Brief

With these twelve words...

art has no restrains 
there is nothing that can chain it down
no fabric that can not be broken from.

*FoRm?
>that de...pe...nd...s.<
WHAT duz iT reSEMble
fOrM doth [come {inallshapes)
AND sizes!

"pun,ctu?a:ti-o;n!?
proper,?
maybe"!
,maybe. not'

another language?
je ne sais pas,
throw  it in and try.

no Geek gets on
a computer and 
wonders what the rules are

it's their fingers singing
on the keyboard makes
them Euphoric not the

Categories: chan, bereavement,
Form: Free verse

In Memory of Chan Hurst-The Archaic Poet

Brother,you were a human torch

in a melanchonic orbit

of undefined wars

Now you are a pentagram star

mystical and magical

Pouring light and love

from a happier place

from behind heaven doors

Not so distant though worlds afar.

Through each verse and every stanza

 you are.

Like Tolkien,your middle earth

was always the unknown,

 Your soul has found its home.

A sculptor of word

A weaved tapestry

Categories: chan, absence, angel, beauty, bereavement,
Form: Rhyme

Outside the Box ---For Chan

No use pretending to stars that seek
They seem to know where genius sleeps

I hear the sound, but not of harps. Instead the angels play guitar,
I hear them tap their feet to rock, and shake the world below
Like something out of Star Wars...... outside the box
We've been out-foxed. We weren't prepared, to say goodbye just yet

No

Categories: chan, dedication,
Form: Free verse

Chan Hurst Is My Voice, I Hand You My Torch

I hand you my torch, while I play the guitar

Tolkien am I, in my euphoric voice

Artistry, artistic, dramatic and poetic are my strings

My musical notes, will touch the sky and alive shall be the clouds

I will give many stars away, starting with brother, sister and you

Listen, accept and catch thus tasteful, and stylish write

Rhymer, rhymester

Categories: chan, art, deep, leadership, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Chan

Ghost knight, playing Tolkienesque chords
over common, white noise,

I still hear you, cosmic brother,
strumming the songs of pentagrams 
           from your optical guitar, 

like that scene out of Star Wars,
all were always welcome at your wild bar –
interplanetary troubadours, euphoric warriors
or a ninja geek incognito, a

Categories: chan, friend, goodbye,
Form: Free verse

The Poets I Hope To Meet In Heaven - a Tribute To Chan Hurst 1979-2014

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 Explanation"

What must I do to see this through-
Unlock the world I never knew?
For all I've seen hath been untrue,
As all I've felt hath plagued me, too!
I am no more, past

Categories: chan, dedication, farewell, friend, miss
Form: Rhyme

At 'R Bachgennes Chan Cardydd

There is a picture that lingers inside my mind,
Like a fingerprint that someone left behind.

I see it in the dawn of the morning light
And through the day ‘til I fall asleep at night.

It is the face that set my heart to a fire
In those wanton flames that called upon desire.

My racing pulse that missed a

Categories: chan, love,
Form: Couplet