Long Hurst Poems

FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)

Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter things
Like furry puppies, flowers and girls on swings

In this bright...

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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 Explanation"

What must I do to see this through-
Unlock the world...

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Well, it has been one year since I joined Poetry Soup.
I smile now, because I have met this wonderfully diverse group.

August 7th, 2013 was a day that would change my life.
I finally found the place...

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Ethel Hurst

1889 – 1918

I saw the town rise up
Like a single blade of grass after a spring rain.
I played a multitude of hop-scotch games
With my best friend Hannah on Penn Street.
And sipped a hundred ice...

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Strophe
I
O mycorrhiza, natures inter net.
This inter net does keep all plants alive .
It beats out what our race has thought as yet.
 The natural world around it does thrive.
II
Trees struck by lightning ,finished by decay.
The...

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Word for word your obituary was read 
everyone was there just like you said 
mostly enemies they weren't happy 
glancing at the photo you chose for 

the viewing ma was so brave too 
knowing full...

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sought of makes you think
Life can pass you faster then you can blink
Worries; They can stack up to piles

Sought of thing,that makes you smile
When you know someone has carried there fair due of burdens 
Life...

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When I was young love was a game
I did not think about it when I took his name

I love him, I need him is what I would say
“I will show you we can make it...

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So we hadn't seen each other for a while
The past kept on keeping us apart
I just didn't realise the past
And my anger for I felt you let happened
Would mean we could never ever speak again

They...

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In this game of who gets who worst. 
Its about getting even , regardless of if feelings get hurt.
So what if this has escalated , you've wronged me, 
since that moment I had placed you...

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Did you know, Love was in an accident?

What! When? Where? Wow!  My, my. Tell me it’s a lie.
Can we pause for a moment of silence, focusing on love? Hold on there, love not gone....

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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...

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Star Wars Lullaby

Sing to the skies a Star Wars lullaby
Stay clear of the pentagram and other unkind signs 
That sway out there on waves of outer space 
Fly to foreign planets, riding like a rhymer...

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ur love is like the ocean,
and i wanna take a splash.
and hopefully drench,
everything in my past.
feeling like the hearts in the cartoon,
into your love enriched cacoon.
Babygirl your like a star,
and im shootin for you first.
trying...

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the lost girl	
by Rebeca Hurst

the girl she sits in corner she is very quite no one knows what happens at home. no one
seems to ask or care. the girl inside me is very quite and...

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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...

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Mirthful memories of stitches and axel grease,
Kennel Clubs and snicker doodles.

Memories like colors, collected on an artist’s palette,
Stirred with southpaw patience,
Finding her backward child upright,
On a cycle’s seat; in a hopeful heart.
She sprinkled her son...

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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...

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Once there was a TALL tale
of a young "bluesman" who didn't play very well

Robert was his name
and playing the "Blues" was his game

Hazel Hurst, Mississippi is where he is from
A legend, one day he would...

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Jesse Forbes

1893 – 1911

Black Canyon.
Now, there was a place to be!
It is true I was born a brute in a Quaker Town.
Born a bad-tempered brute of a boy
In the two-room digs on Bailey Street and...

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Blood shot eyes falling to the floor
Always due to wanting more
Cascading lips speak of pleasure
Whispers digging for treasure

Turmoil is water from which I sip
Scales of life slowly tip
Over onto their side
As this mirror tries to...

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Still unemployed.
traveling to fill that void.
Steady pains, no reason to complain.
Everything is so clear.
This vision is so strange.
Leading my life, heart first.
Thanks to gods grace,
I dodged my ride in the big black hurst.
Twice.
Some say my...

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The best advice came from my hero
since our very first days on the Soup,
he said to me ....be true to yourself
don't try to blend into the group.

When no one wants to write in rhyme
you told...

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A Gentleman.

An elderly gentleman sits on his porch rocking in a chair,
 reminiscing the past and present times that really don't compare.

He fought for our freedom that today we all share, 
that others have trouble...

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America has always been noted for its Wild West and gun slingers.
Stage coach robberies and killing Indians was also in center of attention. Killing off entire herds of Bison and Buffalo was also alarming.
Bonny and...

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