Turvy Poems

Escape the Topsy-Turvy World

We live in an upside-down world,
I am quite dizzy being whirled;
topsy-turvy, I won't forgive~
In an upside-down world we live.

Just dance with me, it's relative,
topsy-turvy I won't forgive~
with you and I we will be free,
its relative, just dance with me.

We soon shall sail like ships at sea,
with you and I we will be free
to speak of

Topsy-Turvy

The world is topsy-turvy
And from what I can observe,
There’s so much that can unnerve me;
Every pitch thrown is a curve.

So much time I spend conversing
Focuses on things adverse.
In despair I keep submersing
And it just keeps getting worse.

Yet today, the sun is shining
And I’m feeling fit and fine,
So I’ll take a break from whining
And I’ll stick

Topsy turvy world

I have been watching the reflective script of the above
Rocky and Bullwinkle show, its not a serious account, unless you go.? On
Climactic tangents of ideology.' Stratisfied in layers of
Polar opposite topography.' Ahead of its time, I do find,!
Its content worth study, as a window on climate lunacy.'
An antidote yet where laughs and jokes, aren't taken

Topsy Turvy Pudding

I once made an upside down pudding
But it slipped out whilst it was cooking
It covered the oven base
Was an absolute disgrace
Yet the taste was second to nothing.

A Topsy-Turvy World

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 would seem like a funny world
If all the pigs wore pants
An elephant doing a

The Topsy Turvy World of Childhood

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 there

When the morning sun is shining 
And the day has

Topsy-Turvy World

It's a topsy-turvy world
  Once-straight hair's now curled
From a putrid drop does
  a precious newborn unfurl

Pry open the menacing clamshell 
  to remove a shining pearl
 Swoops in an airborne twister
  even rocks and boulders do whirl

Today mere commoners become
  princesses, duchesses or earls
Benders transform lumps of food
  into

Topsy -Turvy

You promised me a second
I've been waiting for minutes
You promised me minutes
I've been waiting for hours
You promised me hours
I've been waiting for days
You promised me days
I've been waiting for months
You promised me months
I've been waiting for years
And still counting...

Now, I  know your world is topsy-turvy

Promise me rainy days
And I'll wait for summer
Promise me love
And

Topsy Turvy

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 capsicum spicy

Taste the topsy turvy — 
pungent pepper is lick

Topsy-Turvy Love

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

Topsy Turvy

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

Topsy Turvy

Tomorrow will be frigid
Or at least that's what they say,
With wind chills on the minus side - 
An indoor-staying day.

But then on Tuesday, temps will rise
To 52 degrees,
Allowing all the icy spots
To rapidly unfreeze.

I never know which jacket
Is appropriate to wear
In this topsy turvy weather,
Once considered very rare.

When unpredictable's the norm
What's surely come to pass
Is,

Topsy - Turvy

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 just the same
  or would it be a

Topsy-Turvy

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 of touch with reality
Commonsense is very scarce
Like a dog that

Topsy Turvy

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 fostered by the need to grow into a hero.
I knew

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