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Sun Women Poems | Sun Poems About Women

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Details | Verse |


a bright sun
danced with the sea

on her shades

eyes spoke feelings 
only she could see

Copyright © A.O. Taner | Year Posted 2016

Details | Ballad |

The Cyber Nymph

The Cyber Nymph
Loch David Crane
August 18, 1997

Lie back--expose your belly ring		
up unto the sky. . .
I just hope when I get down close
it won't put out my eye!

That summer I was 48 
and she pert 25;
I left Prozac in the cupboard 
and Reality went Live.

I shoulda taken time to stop
and used the vorpal rubber
But 48 he couldn't wait 
to find another lover.

So while the Sun was merciless
to sand and skin and sea
"If she swells I'm sure she'll tell,
returning then to me."

I must admit I got her drunk--
I used her just for sex:
Blue and blond with freckles,
suntanned buns and pecs.

But she revealed computer skills
That took away my breath.
Her dancing cyber fingers sang;
I soon saw who was best.

Ol' 48 could bare compute
"Not very fast" she said;
"I've practiced years not to be fast"
gasped I, collapsed in bed.

Then the Sun warmed up the honey--
it dripped twice more in a row.
Ulysses' "rosy-fingered dawn"
beheld her frown, dress, and go.

That freshly-flossed feeling
reverberates my spine
A smile wells up from deep inside
and stays there all the time.

At play I watched this cyber nymph
on Netscape and E-mail;
Her eyes flashed, fingers flying,
shaking golden ponytail.

"You're kinda slow," she grumbled,
terrifying 48;
"But I like that in a man," she grinned,
making me feel great.

My old 12 color monitor
was not enough for her;
More movies, GIFs, and videos
flew by me in a blur.

But 48 he had a trick:
while she stared at the screen
I spoke in her ear, nibbled her neck,
and adored her like a Queen.

I kissed and bit and licked and squirmed
'til wrists and spine went quiet--
The way a mouse's legs go still
when python's on his diet.

And then the honey dripped once more,
the Sun was past its rise.
I felt its rosy hug and knew
that love was in my eyes.

I asked her for her address,	
she wrote with @ in code;
I said "I'm too old fashioned"
and asked for her telephone.

So when you dream, sweet 25,
tall cyber nymph of mine,
remember please old 48
who isn't past his prime.

And as the honey of the Sun
drips down into the sea
I'll recall my Cyber Nymph
and she will undelete me.

Copyright © Loch David Crane | Year Posted 2014

Details | Lyric |

In Bloom

Written July 29, 2013

The wind blows the rainbows down
Turns your frown upside down
Then spins it back around

The sun hides the moon
Underneath its coat in bloom
The flowers came late this June

The rain in a teardrop
Falls like dew from a leaf
When she looks at me

See that look upon her face
Used to take her to the stars
Now she's headed back from Mars

Now that Venus loves her more
Wouldn't throw her to the floor
Like before

Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

Nothing's New

If nothing's new under the Sun,
whence, pray tell, did this poem come?
My Ego itches, my side in stitches-
When Morning thoughts have their fun.

Bring the houris and tell them stories-
thine odalisques should fawn
O'er the glories of our quarries-
before the day has dawned.

Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2014

Details | Verse |

Just Us

Suppose there is no life in space, just us. And we inhabit Mars,
air condition Venus. Hold family barbecues, national holidays
on Mercury. Fly to Jupiter for spas of ammonium nitrate.
And go farther afield in the galaxy and on to other galaxies
leaving behind map-faced men, crow-like women and open gates.

Who will be the first-born human on the moon? News
from the moon colony! And so on, on every planet where
we've visited and established dusty villages or vast cities
over thousands of centuries. Then, will we not have somewhere,
somehow, under some sun's rays become another species?

Copyright © Robert Ronnow | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |


Sometimes, it can be the simplest things that I find so sexy. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I just have a one track mind. The sun shining through a sun dress, outlining the form of the legs and waist that it covers, absolutely makes my heart skip a beat. A lady using both arms to roll her hair up into a bun in back, makes the butterflies flutter in my soul. And, in turn, releasing a bun and shaking the hair out again, makes my knees grow weak. Watching her gracefully lean against a wall, lift up one leg, and confidently adjust her high heel, puts a smile on my face. Watching red lips sip her drink through a straw. I simply find women to be beautiful by nature. And, I cannot stop myself from admiring their beauty. Please, do not mind me. I am perfectly harmless. But, yes, I am watching you and I am enjoying your presence.

Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2012

Details | Narrative |

The Sun Is Shining On Me Again

I sat on a giant cemented rock in the river bed
And the sun shines through the trees all over my head
I could feel the warmth and comfort covering me
while I listen to the tranquil water flowing in the river
Nobody was trailing me and nobody was bothering me
I felt energetic and strong that I could lift a gigantic rock  
and crumble it all at once in my powerful hands

A few hours ago I was sailing up and down the river
looking for a quiet place to anchor
but everywhere I steer my boat the water was up to my throat
But today the water has recede and I can finally proceed

Sometimes it is difficult to understand the things in nature
Everything happen so fast  that sometimes you have to wonder
I spread out on the solid rock  gazing at the clear blue sky 
with the trees dodging the sun as it glared into my meticulous eyes
I started thinking about the rocks many things have
transpired  in nature centuries  before I was born.

I started observing all the rocks around the river 
And  I saw something interesting that made me shiver
A flat rock hangs over the river bed
and it runs beneath a twin tree fastened on the river bank
I kept moving from rock to rock as my curiosity grew bigger
I came to this place to relax but I find myself gathering facts

I have  crossed this river more that three times
but I have never seen something so clear and divine
As I was walking on the rock the gods draw my attention
to the road that leads across the river
I rolled up pants and walked  back and forth  on the stones 
The water had dwindled and the rocks were dry on the top

Suddenly a still small voice said count the stones
I start jumping playfully as a child while  counting the stones
Thirteen of them lined up in a row then another voice said look
on top of the stones  and tell me  what you see 

I bend down and examined the stones and there were
Five creases on each of the thirteen stones and
I started to wonder deeply about what I have already known

I continue walking on the stones and deep speaks to deep
Another mystery unfold before my journey was complete
The same road  that runs across the river
had a big  letter W carved on it with water running over it
The answers are plain as day there will be no peace
until history takes it rightful place.
The sun is shining on me again

Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2017

Details | Quatrain |

What's your name

So beautiful you are
The sun has become jealous of your rays
No rivals for the ultimate victor
Men who approach, are instantly entranced in a daze

You are the light at the end of the tunnel 
Blessing is your current perfume 
Long hair blows without a single care 
Often the most tantalizing being in the room

Supple lips sit seductively below your nose 
Unreal conversations challenging my attentiveness
I am slowly falling for you
Loading up to take my shot, praying I don't miss 

Copyright © Jaquay Atkins | Year Posted 2017

Details | I do not know? |

Kiss from the Sun (2005)

There was once a time when I dreaded the sun
All throughout the summer I had no fun
I was hiding in oversized clothes ashamed of me
Couldn’t be the women I wanted to be
I hated everything but the woman I used to hide
I wanted to reach for the inner side
Everyone would look comfortable and great
I had to cover up and conceal my hate
I felt ashamed of my body growing
It was the transition of me and knowing
But now I have grown and the summer is bliss
I run out side for a long summery kiss
I crisp and tan 
I’ll chill out for as long as I can
I’m happy being who I always was deep inside teens
Now the women I am, shines and beams

Copyright © R Kumari | Year Posted 2005