Bathers Poems - Poems about Bathers

...Leisurely sat on a busy beach A hive of noise and activity A collage of shifting Shape and colour form Just casually surveying the view I felt the hot intense expanding rays Of the sun Scorc......Read the rest...

...sun's wrath red rimmed blaze bathers bronzed dolphins arcs graceful......Read the rest...

... "Romance in the Time of Crawling" We wait in hibernation for the great release into a 2nd coming maybe a 3rd, a 4th, a 5th it’s a joyful death the pain on entry whe......Read the rest...

...You had our meeting as a chat like midnight bathers haplessly skinny dipping you had it to a fine art I gave my best shot like the brightest CV I rendered my soul and was found wanting May......Read the rest...

...A moment long ago The farmer said he needed sand for the fenced-in chicken run Off we went, hooking the cart to our tiny female horse that had been so sweet a foal, she was named Dokka (doll) T......Read the rest...

...It raised more than eyebrows, to say the least, when Manet unveiled his masterpiece Le déjeuner sur l’herbe (Lunch on the Grass) though the title suggested nothing crass or provocative, much less......Read the rest...

...A long line of waters Deep in hearts of bathers A lifeline of growth Weep of salvation brought forth Waters of life over a mile Outrunning a thousand stile Gifts of life in piles Surmounting......Read the rest...

...Trees have never talked before no one has ever heard tree thoughts. As plants evolved, so did trees; trillions and trillions appeared, half gone now, down to three trillion. Trees send signals t......Read the rest...

...The last time, I looked at my checking account, I saw a colossal bunch of zeroes, six figures, With a zero in front of the other numbers; I had zero interest credited to my account. I started lau......Read the rest...

...It is a Renoir she said. I was in no way interested. The only artist I feel is less interesting is Monet. But I liked her, so I agreed to go to the art exhibit. One of Renoir's paintings intrigue......Read the rest...

...Cursive Consolations David J Walker Heartlessly pressing words into wine Our feet are blood red from the crushing Our heads flowing in faint rhymes Into dry riverbeds genially growing An o......Read the rest...

...it was the day of her birth when she stood at the Styx naked but with all bags packed with immanent sadness and joy too young for being ambiguous she let out a scream and let down a reflex for ......Read the rest...

...***Summer's not quiet here yet, but I live in Florida...*** Summer Earth awaken as a plethora of whales disembark from distant ......Read the rest...

...The former blond model pouts and primps Swinging her hips Down the splashing catwalk of shoreline Sand caving to her imagined heels Wheeling to her awaiting Israeli mogul Her shoulders set so ......Read the rest...

...the Yanerbie Highway The Yanerbie Highway Is paved with white silken sands Stretched between water’s lapping fingers And the feet of towering dunes The Yanerbie Highway Runs at Southern Oce......Read the rest...