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THE TARANTULA BUILT A WEB

The tarantula built  
a web in the upper-left corner of my patio;
she weaved it perfectly as Antonio
rose on his wobbling feet to reach it.


That boy didn't know that 
spiders get vicious and suddenly bite 
when someone tries to grab them for spite,
and Antonio tried to pull it down with a tiny twig...
no, it didn't work, so he tried again with a long stick;
oh, once a garden spider got stuck into his mom's wig! 


" Antonio, put it down,
before it crawls onto your skin! "
The spider will bite you on the cheek
and you'll be doing the Tarantula Dance! "
I yelled by taking the stick away from him with extreme force.
" No, I like that spider...that's the one I want to keep! "
He rebelled with a grin, transforming himself into a beast.
" OK, you can keep it, but remember spiders creep! "
I warned him and told him to wear a mask and just peak.  


The tarantula built a web where rain or storms
never soaked it, and scorching sun rays
never melted it...how laborious she was in summer's long days!
We watched it going to and fro searching for food for her little one
as we took daily videos and had fun watching them!
After all, I realized that a spider is not dangerous...if left alone;
and Antonio kept his distance by warning other boys
that trying to catch a tarantula is a very dangerous game!


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To thong in public...

To wear a thong in public...
Not much chance of that...
Unless your the type...
That gets invited back...
For unlike the summer months...
What's there to show...
I myself...put it on the shelf...
As like most you know...
To thong in public...
That's a life time ago...
A little more to hide...
Even in summer time...
To wear a thong in public...
Not much chance of that...


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Gone Fishing

GONE FISHING

A few years ago, I went fishing,
With Larry & Don off the Jones Beach Pier,
We had no clue if the fish were biting,
But at least the day was sunny and clear.

We first stopped at the bait and tackle shop,
To pick up a batch of fresh bait,
So we put some squid on the fishing hooks,
We cast off and then began to wait.

Larry happened to be in the middle,
I was to his left, and Don to his right,
Then Don felt a tug on his line,
Whatever it was, started to put up a little fight.

Don reeled in his line all the way,
He caught something that looked kind of freakish,
It looked like half fish and half bird,
It was a Sea Robin, but at least it was a fish.

A little while later, something attached to my line,
And I felt my fishing rod start to bend,
I also ended up catching an ugly Sea Robin,
Don and I seemed to have started a trend.

The 2 of us were catching Sea Robins,
We were catching them literally left and right,
Oddly they seemed to avoid Larry’s hook,
And I could sense he was getting uptight.

The next thing I know, I had trouble with my reel,
I messed it up and felt like a jerk,
So Larry said to me, “Let’s just switch rods”,
And I will try to get yours to work.”

It wasn’t too long, while using Larry’s rod,
That I got another fish on the line,
This just added insult to injury,
I thought his frustration level would cause him to resign.

But the 3 of us had a good laugh,
We continued casting our lines in the bay,
I was hoping that Larry’s luck would turn around,
But he didn’t catch a single fish that day.




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Delicious Summer


              When summer comes ..... I want to swim naked in the lake
                  and I want you to be with me ....... come and join ...
                                           it is delicious ...........






18.03.2013
A-L  Andresen :)





              -   I was given a challenge: * A poem in only 25 words
              -   Use the words:              * Summer - Naked - Delicious 
                 
                                       *  like it / not like it :)


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One Summer Carnival Night

Tilt-a-Whirl pinned us together; On the Octopus, the breeze we were twirling through could not cool us down Reaching the top of our last ride on the bright Ferris wheel, I shivered from love’s fever . . . waiting for your kiss.
(Shadorma form)


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SUMMER SWIMWEAR--- FOOTLE

 ' ' ' ' ' ' '  :> :> :> ' ' ' ' ' ' '

 

  Beach tops
     ... Eye-drops!



Brian Strand’s  Two Lines Of Two Syllables


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A SUMMER DAY WITH GRANNY

It happened so many years ago
I remember it like today
The sun was hot you had to know
When Granny went swimming I say

Now Granny's eyes had a twinkle
She was loved by one and all
Not ashamed of any wrinkle
Trouble walking since her fall

So the two o us we helped her
Walk into the water so blue
And as we mad the water stir
What would happen no one knew

Now Granny was a show off
She had a trick or two
We stood back just far enough
To see what she can do

Granny did a perfect front roll
In water never the less
When up she came it took a toll
She was in a great big mess

For Granny had no teth at all
She lost them with her trick
The grand kids laughed they had to crawl
While the adults were queasy and sick

Diving and diving we kept it up
We had to find those teeth
A Grand Kid using a discarded cup
Found those teeth in water beneath

Now as I walk that beach today
Those memories keep coming
Of the day that Granny lost her teeth
And the fun we had in sunning

True story. We love and miss Granny.
June 8th, 2013.


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Saturday Morning

I woke up in a Saturday Morning
sleeping in too late.
It is a little boring
this is the mood I really hate.

I missed all of my favorite cartoons
its now 11 o'clock.
Maybe I should play with my harpoon
but I know I'll just be told to stop.

While I'm writing this poem
my brother comes up to me and says hey.
Then I go to my friends home
and that is what makes my Saturday.


Jakob Vaught


Details | Grook | |

summer fun

*

I take my clothe off' now that is fun.
My nipples get hard under the new summer sun.
Winter approaches'
And still my nipples are hard.


3-30-12


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A Summer Couplet

Waves are rolling kids laugh silly
Off my feet what fun oh dilly

For Andrea's Contest


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Summer Couplet

A Summer Couplet

The swimmin’ hole was very inviting,
Hope the fish are all nonbiting!


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Moving On

Goodbye sweet friend it's time to go,
Don't act as if you did not know.
Now is the chance for me to show,
You have become my greatest foe
I'm leaving you at dawn.
Remember when we used to be
Like peas in a pod, you and me?
Now all I want is to be free
It's time I'm moving on.

The sun awoke to bless my sky,
Wind has given me wings to fly,
I'm feeling so free, I cannot lie
Turning I whisper one last goodbye,
As I'm leaving you at dawn.
Today has become my greatest test...
Find a field where my seed shall rest
Till when next year I'm a Dandelion pest.
That's why I'm moving on.

09.08. 2014
Written for Anthony Slausen’s Contest Moving On


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a kiss of sunshine

a kiss of sunshine pouty crimson horizon cock-a-doodle-doo


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Summer Storm

summer storm
on the sofa
her bra 

Published:  Frogpond, Jounal of Haiku Society of America


Details | I do not know? | |

the Sun of Summer

Summer's sun shily entered the season
keeping the Northern Hemisphere's Southern regions
comfortable, a spirit quite forgettable.

Deep down, everyone knows
it's just a matter of time, till it shows 
its true color upon all living creatures.

And August went on fire, sweating out
all the anger ever held - burnt out
to a crisp, wisp of hot air, ceasing to exist.

What was it that blew out of proportion?
apathy, perhaps, making us anxious 
wishing for things to matter, sense-filling?

Needs to happen before Autumn comes
knocking on the door, our hearts gone numb?
Our lips parched, our skin wrinkled, dried.

This wave of heat has turned us into beggars,
barren of pride, destitute, pining for the waters
Looting from anything wet, loosing footing, falling.

Our eyes then lift up as one to the heavens
sunfilled, tearing, realizing pray is a better manner
our hands grab another, another, another.

We wait in faith, we sing, we dance for rain,
what transpired in the hearts shines like sunrays
and the heavens can't help but open its door.

Thunder clouds gather, noses smell what's about to happen
faces brighten into smiles, watching the descent of water
our thirst becomes assuaged with its pure flavor.

And the new morning issues, the incredible breaking news.

© 09.01.12


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Indian Summer

Indian Summer

The poppy said "No",
The nasturtiums said "Wait"
The seedlings were jumping at the gate;

"We have to get through Winter first,"
The old oak spoke, and everyone burst.
The pansies nodded in assent,
With a great deal of sentiment.

He looked down sadly at his girth,
Smiling wryly with perfect mirth;
"Ten more years is all I am worth".

He glanced at the herbs tenderly wilting
And spoke as though his heart were melting
"We have to be patient and wait for Spring,
And there's the catch, it's a learning thing".

"I won't make promises I can't keep
And we all know Winter will put us to sleep".

Summer will rise again, in all it's glory,
And that for now, is the end of my story.


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It's Summer and I'm Twenty One Again

A sensory nerve catches a chord upon the wind
Home alone, I raise the volume ‘til I’m reeling
Fingers snapping, feet tapping, hips gyrating 
Just the right song to dance as boredom sets in

“California Girls”, blares on the radio I hear!
In an instant it’s summer; I am twenty one again, 
Not a care in the world not one reason to refrain
Slippers fly off feet as book is tossed in the rear

I have no care whether I am seen per chance
This song saturates me through and through
Caught up in the moment of its upbeat groove
I lose myself in youthful summers as I dance
~*~





Details | Chastushka | |

GUINEA BOOK-PIG

    THE GUINEA BOOK-PIG

At four she was a guinea pig
For a rising college geek
‘Cause the kid was talkative
Perfect brain to take a peek

So the testing started there
Little questions never ended
Hungry little mind was bright
Former life was now suspended

Didn’t jazz and didn’t play
Let her mournful dogs run wild
Didn’t swing and didn’t climb
Became a different, sober child

Read newspapers, wanted more
‘who is what and what is why’
Annoyed the neighbors and her cats
‘tell me how to testify!’

Reading things beyond her years
‘here’s a book, now zip it up’
No one paid attention what--
So she read to fill her cup

In the summer age of seven
Brother studied long and hard
Morte D’Arthur spent the night
Flashing with his mighty sword

Dashing all the summer long
With the heroes of the Table
Rode and battled, saved the day
Brushed her horse in Arthur’s stable

Ulysses sailed in close behind
Wicked Sirens plied their trade
Then a buddy left a Fleming
Full blown sex was then displayed

So she passed the books around
To the friends who had no sources
Little girls with Barbie dolls 
played at passion and divorces

What a start to what a life
Wouldn’t have it changed a bit
But if Mother would have known
Certain she would have had a fit.

By Victoria Anderson-Throop ©
November 30, 2012


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Funny Thing About The Yard

It’s always behind or in front

seems it needs a door to get to

never complains when it rains

pleasantly, pets poop & pee

friends & family cross to hug me

my connect out there

in the back and front

it’s what I have now for all the hard

that stretch out there

the yard


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Summer Dies

Summer Dies By Rick Rucker I used to always curse my Fate, To live through the two seasons that I hate, Fall and Winter, my accursed foes, I am thoroughly frozen, head to toes, Summer dies, Fall is a-borning, Here I lie, this September morning, Shaking, under the covers, in my bed, Wondering if I will soon be dead, Will they find me, cold and blue? Solidly frozen, through and through? You may have heard about Southern California, But there is a secret, let me warn ya, Summer days are bright, and sunny, But Winter nights are not so funny, They can be bitterly cold, Something you may not have been told, People from other places do not know, That our temps can get so low, They think that we are all weak, and lazy, That we are all crazy, They do not know that we are tough, Life out here, can be rough! I am now fading fast, Fingers stiffening, I will not long last, How cold will it get? This seems the very coldest night yet, I look at the thermometer, no wonder I am done, A terrifying reading of SIXTY ONE!


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SUMMER FUN

During Summer, exactly at eight o'clock
Fred's chiming ice cream  truck 
came down my busy block...
it was time to do the Playboy's Rock!


I began the chorus of a very funny song with perfect rhyme,
" The shortest ones in front of the yellow line,
then the tallest ones behind those with cheeks of color wine; 
each one of you must name a favorite ice cream that costs a dime! "


" Ah, Ah " was their reply to my request,
 I replied with a bitter, disappointed voice,
" That's how you react being a guest?
Once you refuse to name it, no second chance! "


" To get your free ice cream, kiss me as the Beauty kissed the Beast! "
and say, " Thank you! Aren't you a boy so charming and sweet? "
Come on pretty girls, sing the Playboy's Rock...the same way Elvis
sang, " Jailhouse Rock! " swinging frantically his skinny feet!


9/ 9/ 2012


Details | Limerick | |

as summer approaches

 I'm off once again to the tread machine.

As summer approaches, I must be lean.

For my ever-growing girth

Controls feelings of self-worth.

Twenty pounds must go before summer's seen.







for the "Battle of the Bulge" limerick contest


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OUR SEPTEMBER

I remember our youth times where trees bear so many fruits
And the birds of heaven would sing for us; today teas fill
My eyes as all I see and hear are the sounds of the machines
Around me; I have longed for the sounds of waters meandering
In our beautiful mountains; mountains that were so holy.

I always wanted to spend this time with you; 
Your sweet voice was so wonderful to my ear drums.
I never thought that I will have to leave; being with you made
I to even see what was happening around; I even lost contact with the spirit
Why did you let them change you?

I thought you remember that you were the seed to those plain lands of our fore fathers
But today is as I can feel the spirit around me 
I can see the land we created in our thoughts; and the machine
Sounds are fading away now;
All I hear is the harmonic sounds of the birds and waters falling down 
From great waterfalls where wishes come true and love is amended
Sweet September my one I once share the heart 


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Summer Belly

Summer Belly

First hot day of early Summer brings it out.
The snow white folds of fast food residue,
Overflowing the ill advised shorts.
It has to go somewhere so out it comes
Wobbling in the season’s first rays.
An avalanche of abdominal extra.
Last year’s top won’t fit this year’s model
But it’s fun to watch all the same


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Summer rain

I looked upon the stars , When I gazed at your face.
I seen mars & flying cars I hope this vision don't fade. 
I wonder why these butterflies want escape the base of my brain. 
Sometimes I think that your love ain't the same.
Your smile turn to a cry like how the sunshine became sudden rain. 
You bring my heart sudden pain why did you walk away . 
All the trust you've gain just to erase.
Please don't change summer rain. 
Please don't fade summer rain. 
I need summer rain to make flowers grow .
And when the hours go past I laugh at all the things we could've had. 
Or should've had. 
Rain pours on the glass after an hour pass 12. 
And all I can think about is how I needed your help. 
I wondered what you see in myself. 
Or did you heal my heart because I needed your help. 
Summer rain you are so far away.
And Every time I complain you go further in the wind. 
Some nights I pretend that we'll be one again.
Summer rain summer rain I hate that you faded away. 
My heart has faded To gray ... 
Without you My heart is Arizona & California in the summer days ...  
You're so far away I prayed for your summer rain. 


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SUMMER IMPATIENCE

SUMMER    IMPATIENCE


Now  it is glorious summer 
And the winter of our discontent is turned
Into a sudden sea of dandelions without number.


This morning I walked out across the park 
Which I cross every day.
Yesterday it was merely  green  and stark,  


Patiently awaiting its bi-weekly trim by noisy machine:
The high-point in its half-monthly existence
As a small part of the city’s spaces green.


But today it was a riot of impatient  weeds,
Yelling with tiny voices yellow and  bright,
Rapidly bursting  from their dormant seeds, 


As if God woke up this morning from His oblivion  
And,  as an afterthought,  commanded,    
“ Let there be  dandelions.”
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NOTE

The first two lines of the poem are closely modeled on 
Shakespeare’s famous lines in the play  RICHARD  III   

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Written by Sydney Peck
Entered in Debbie Guzzi's Contest    	Summer 



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Summer Onions

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At five o'clock rush Summer onions in the train Eyes cry at armpits.
Raul's Homework.


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Personal Summer

She fans her face throughout the day
the ac drops begin
I bundle in my warmest clothes
then terror strikes again

The ac s off the heat now on
I take off all my clothes
She slips into her winter coat
sweat dripping on my toes

It's twenty two degrees outside
I think she's lost her mind
A guy can only take so much
I think I'll drink more wine


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Hyena's showdown

tic tock a high noon                                                                                              sun is glaring with laughter                                                                                             tails dart to darkness


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A Summer Road Trip

Road Trip

Always when it's hot and 
my brow is dripping with sweat,
only then is it time for a summer road trip.

My tires hit the pavement, 
every so often I stop to make a
pit stop and out of a huge cup 
of iced lemonade I take a sip.

When I stop at Denny's or at 
an all night diner when I'm 
finished with my supper, 
I have to leave the red helmet
haired waitress a big tip.

Pulling over to pay a toll 
every few miles is such a rip!

Sometimes while you're on your road trip,
you find yourself arguing with your shotgun 
partner because they give you too much iip.

After a while from being cooped up for too long
and drinking too many RedBulls, I get feisty
and then I feel like cracking my whip!

Then my boyfriend road partner and I pull over to get
a motel room, where my skinny jeans can unzip.

Staying home is comfy and fun, 
but sometimes an exciting summer
road trip is just the spicy thing
you need to liven your life up
a bit!