On this tropical beach, one hot summer day
Jim the Trim came, his bod to display
Been workin’ out day and night
Made the girls' eyes burn bright
Next, he's running from muscles that sashay
KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
10 April 2015
Copyright © KP Nunez | Year Posted 2015
As kids, we were brought to the beach
at riverfront...sea out of reach.
Our sand was like mud;
neath water, silt crud.
I'd wallow with fun, laugh and screech!
Now grown, to the ocean I go
where sand is as white as the snow.
I don't go out far
beyond the sand bar
for fear of the silt down below!
Sandra M. Haight
Contest: Two Lenses
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016
The days of Summer are here
On this beautiful earth sphere
This season of shine
The beach we do pine
Our time to appear draws near
The day we have awaited has arrived
To the seaside we carefully drive
The kids and their daddy
The excitement in us now thrives
In adventure they play on the dunes
Through the reeds the breeze plays a tune
A symphony so grand
As I'm barefoot on the sands
On this glorious sunny afternoon
For these days of Summer cheer us all
As the sounds of happy kids en-thrall
Our day is now ended
As darkness has descended
My kids and I had a ball
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011
The stars so bright
On this moonlit night
The waves roll to shore
Nights like this I want more
The beach at midnight
Copyright © Matthew Horstkotter | Year Posted 2012
In the cold sea my pants fell down and sunk,
And when I came out part of me had shrunk.
Girls pointed as I'd hurtle,
"OMG! a frightened turtle!"
Hey! C'mon, that's no turtle, that's my junk!
Inspired by a Seinfeld episode.
Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2014
My swimmers on, to the beach I ran,
Across the hot, white, squirming sand,
The first wave faced knocked me rotten,
My dad had told me but I'd forgotten,
Jump the waves son if you can.
Copyright © john williams | Year Posted 2015
We went for a walk on the beach
His hand for my hand did reach
It seemed like forever
A marriage proposal he did beseech.
He spoke again said you’re squeezing my hand
As my feet felt like led in the sand
I stopped in my track
Felt my smile crack
Then he showed me the wedding band.
I could no longer contain my feeling
Inside I would have hit the ceiling
Of course I said yes
To his great request
And now my heart he is stealing.
For contest “Loveland Limerick”
Copyright © Brian Magness | Year Posted 2011
Georgy ran as Georgy can
Across the hot white shifting sand,
His hot foot shuffle
Caused such a kerfuffle,
Kicking sand up as he ran.
Copyright © john williams | Year Posted 2015
Two lovers are walking the sand
Each gazing at their wedding band
Their deeply felt love
Sent down from above
Has been touched by God's mighty hand
He peers into her lovely eyes
As slowly the sun starts to rise
The splendor of knowing
Their vast love is showing
Completes them,they do realize
She places her hand on his chest
And whispers that she loves him best
Her kisses are sweet
As his heart skips a beat
They both know their union is blessed
By Deb Wilson
for contest"Loveland Limerick"
sponsored by Linda -Marie--sweetheart of PS
inspired by picture #JT 76969
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2011
There was an old hag called Rebecca,
Who haunted the shore as a wrecker,
As she flashed out her light
To the ships in the night,
She cackled, ‘I know I’m no lekker.’
For Suzette’s lekker contest
Copyright © jack horne | Year Posted 2013
Soon the curious swelled to a mob.
as they gathered to gape at the glob.
Someone prods with a stick.
as another screams: " Quick!"
"We must run for our lives! It's the Blob!"
Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2010
I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:
Lady was home alone
All she had was her green plastic bone
Her owners had gone out for the day
And Lady really wanted to play
Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears
With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house
Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse
She barked out loud and ran towards the sound
Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place
The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!
The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall
Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest
She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap
And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap
When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry
She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot
She found her bowl and gulped down the lot
Lady looked at the new dog flap
She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap
She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap
Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap
Out in the sun
It was time for more fun
Lady headed to the beach
It wasn’t far, within her reach
Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves
Grottos and amazing caves
Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand
She loved to play by the sea and on land
Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea
What a great feeling it was to be free!
The aroma of food was all around
She was always hungry, this hilarious hound
An ice-cream van was parked nearby
Lady drooled and just stood by
A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own
Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone
Lady wished that she could shout
She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest
Copyright © Brigitte Pace | Year Posted 2015
On the beach sat the fisher McBride
With his pole in a stand by his side
Then suddenly he had a big bite
And his pole took off into flight
Up he sprang, his mouth open wide
Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2015
In 'Sixty I went to the shore
A hot summer day, so I wore
My handmade swimsuit
It was very cute
Expecting I was, and I swore,
It looked just as nice as can be
My tummy was covered, you see
The shorts were cut out
For belly to sprout
Top flared over shorts demurely.
At once came along a great wind
My top flew right up and chagrined
By this great surprise
To see with my eyes
My tummy exposed as bare-skinned!
But now in these new modern days
No problem with bumps that amaze
Those covered or bare
Don't bring on a stare
When dressed up in clingy arrays
Back then we were less indiscreet
Maternity clothes for the street
Were tents that flowed wide
To hide what's inside
Our bumps took a private backseat!
So when my bare belly stuck out
So shocked, I spun round with a shout
Grabbed towel up fast
I covered it up without doubt!
October 15, 2015
Contest: Humor Contest
Sponsor: Carol Eastman
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015
There's a beautiful beach named Manly
I once used to swim there, oh, daily
O'er the waves I would frolic
Get dumped and mutter "Bollocks!"
Damn that beautiful beach named Manly.
c ELR 2013
Copyright © Miss Wattle | Year Posted 2013
Preparing his conference speech
Old man ended up on nude beach
By virtue or vise
He stuck his device
In each blowhole he could reach
Copyright © Gorlum Gorlum | Year Posted 2013
She feels the sand between her toes
Hears the waves the crash of shore
She waits for a star fish
Or a jelly glow fish
Whichever one lands near her toes
Beach dreams of summer throes
November 26, 2015
Oil painting number 5, for Eve's contest
Copyright © Mystic Rose | Year Posted 2015
My eyes nearly popped out of my head
On the beach she was tanned and spread
Then a shadow appeared
Oops, her husband i feared
I'm now looking at steaks instead
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010
In a distant land many miles away
Lived a hermit who dilly dallied all through the day
When it came time for slumber
He resorted to counting numbers
Of young lasses showing asses part of the beach ballet
© Jack Ellison 2015
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015
There's a ripped, good looking guy...
gals, don't assume he's quite and shy!
Watch how he models:
he flexes his muscles...
winking at ladies strolling by!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2010
To the lake to the lake,
Fish to fry clams to bake.
This has been grandmother's cry
Now on birthdays she brings rye,
If just once she'd bring the cake.
Copyright © Richard Breese | Year Posted 2015
The sound of laughter as loud as booming thunder drowned out the crashing of the unforgivable waves
The sand hugged her feet as she ran along it's surface
Forgetting about her worries she watched the sky sheep float by.
Summer had come and gone. She waved goodbye.
Now. Those unforgiving waves drowned out all sounds of joy.
The sand longed to hug her feet again and hear her laughter as she ran along is surface.
Not until the end of winter. Not until the end of spring
Will they ever see her again.
Copyright © Mia Anderson | Year Posted 2016
Tonight, I view the lovely full moon,
near the ocean on a lonely sand dune,
with memories of my only true love,
who is watching me from far above.
My only solace is a haunting tune.
Copyright © Chantelle Anne Cooke | Year Posted 2016
There once was a donkey called Tommy
Who the kids all thought was funny.
The icecream van he would reach,
when giving rides at the beach.
Then stop dead 'till they all got a lolly.
Copyright © JEAN MURRAY | Year Posted 2016
I saw a little boy and two pretty girls play on the beach
He took a few back steps and caught the ball
But hit his butt on a pointed shell
And let loose his good catch
He lost out to the girls and sat brooding
They joked to help him by lightening his spirits
All of a sudden there was lightning and the girls ran to their cabin
Dragging the sulky boy as didn't buoy their spirits at all.
*boy/buoy, but/butt, lightening/lightning
March 27, 2016
Contest: Wordplay Extravaganza
Sponsor : John Hamilton
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2016