Summer Adventure Poems

Two people are on the screen which one is your dream? Two dresses are hanging on the door which one did you picked up on...

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A Buffed Male Body walks along the beach
A Female watch
Her eyes like a fishnet catch
Summer heat warmth in the urges
Sweat pouring down the male buffed...

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I ripped the curtain from the window to have a good view of what was transpiring outside, someone must have fallen from the roof top...

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A fanta see overrides reality!

Hello?
I like to get positioned for sixty nine. 

Are you looking for a scheming, 
schlepping, and schvitzing writer? 
natural body and...

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake and darling buds of May and summer's lease...

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The race of null light 
Cause defects to eye sight 
Oh what a color of strong sign 
Envictim dote with great sigh 

In here lieth...

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Oh, good morning faceless man 
It's going to be another summer 
Let's think of a way to get along 
I'm pursuing your wickedness

I want to...

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Our World

This is not a day for clear sky and sun
This is not a day for jubilant spring
This is not a day for summer drizzle...

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In Elysian Heights, Room 8 stands strong, 
as a blessed place for a furlong purrloin whisk-along a ride-along comforting face,
where memories of childhood days belong,
a...

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Not an amusement park in sight 
So, we headed to the mountains 
No bumper cars, roller coasters,
Spinning cups, or dancing fountains
We diligently searched
For something to...

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Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice

Rather than be a day late
and dollar short, I opted   
to post poem...

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My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

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Absolute deafening silence...

during and after a moderate snowfall
today January 19th, 2024,
within Southeastern Pennsylvania
and elsewhere across the Eastern Seaboard,
whereby blanket of whiteness
muffles sounds of civilization.

I hate...

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Oh, for Summer days of youth
                   ...

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Spirit voices echo        
In the hills above my eyes
I can hear them calling out 
To the ground and...

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