Best Suntan Poems

~Without  suntan lotion~

The balloon man silently left the park
Where are all the jump rope kids?
The hopscotch sidewalk is slowly fading
The children are covered in...

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I crossed my legs but there was a flood
Blushing red I hope folks understood
But my waters had burst
And the baby's my first
Guess I'm ready to...

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Making Love In Jamaica At The Iconic James Bond Beach

It is a sun splashed day; 
the air is silent with the sound of waves 
the ocean is...

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The town was all a flutter; Zombie the Musical, was coming to town.
We all signed up as extras… Yes, as Zombies… here we did come.
Bruce...

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It is a sun splashed day; the air is silent with the sound of waves 
from an ocean moving to the rhythm of crying gulls....

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Malta 
Sweet romance 
Sizzling sunshine
Darling, I want to stay - 
With you

Journey 
Flying home
Suntan fading
Photographs… memories 
Heartbreak


11~07~14
Contest: Cinqku Poem
Sponsor: Dr.Ram Mehta

Syllable checker used – ‘How...

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The seashore is a wondrous stage, for in the sun's delight,
I sit and watch a play unfold- it's there within my sight!

Those beauties, young with...

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My suntan comes from a bottle
My hair from a wig maker in Peru
My legs are very hairy
I have to put my teeth in to chew
I...

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An hour before time, they put her through the motions.
Shoving and pulling her strings adding oil and suntan lotion.
Hot and humid still shining in candid...

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Summertime Fun – On the Beach

When I’m feeling hot, hot, hot,
the beach is certainly my ideal fun spot!
Wearing sunglasses and floppy hat plopped on my...

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Dug deep down inside
and pulled out the memory file
about being a child
with my family for
a rare outing at Jones Beach,
we were all there with
my Moms...

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August Sunshine

August sunshine feels different
Than sharp newborn rays
Of afternoons in June…
Round,
August sunshine tells
Of ripening
And growing large –
Laying still
Watching the breeze tickle
Mature birch leaves
Until they quiver
In...

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Summer Sunshine

Summer sunshine feels different from spring,
Round – ripening and growing large –
Laying still, sunbeams tickle leaves and sing -
Seeing blueness across the sky enlarge.

Summer...

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Bronze tint glints from fractured
surfaces, peppered planes of salted
quartzite, eons old:
attributes peculiar to rock,
to stone, whose strength
no soft tissue could ever know.

No iodine suntan ever...

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Fish and chips salty air
Big fat bottoms sat on stripy deck chairs
Sticks of rock candy floss and bottles of soda pop
Sand castles and buckets and...

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