Best Suntanned Poems

I see the wrinkles in your suntanned brow,
You carried burdens then; you see them now.
You’ve heard the cries your people who in pain,
Have shed their...

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She stood amidst the tropic breeze
the girl with blue Aruba eyes
Between the fruiting mango trees
neath pastel sunset shimmered skies

Meandering this summer’s eve
we stroll the shoreline...

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hanging in the air
humidity’s heaviness . . .
the river’s slow crawl


On the Mississippi lies the beautiful little city where I once lived. How many times...

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 I SHUDDER TO  THINK 

I  shudder to think about the way 
Some  vegetables are  abused every day -
With physical ...

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That was the summer...
Of watermelon fields, and hot, humid days
Of suntanned traces, and mosquito-bit faces
When the purpose of knees
Was to be skinned
Of running down a...

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a patch of, alluring sea
the wonder of this buoyancy

the gentle waves, the searing sun
with all of nature, I am one

my aches and pains just drift...

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NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS (from a dutiful husband for his loyal wife)

I’ll promise in the year ahead
To never, ever fart in bed,
Nor say how she should...

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His heart was cold, cold as stone as
he sat staring straight ahead. He
had white lines from squinting painted
on the sides of his suntanned temples.
Even the...

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Through the louvered window
The moonlight slips in furtively
Barring her flawless suntanned skin
Musky fragrance pervades the air
Stirring the mind with anticipation
Mellow sensual intoxication.

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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...

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Those days when the hours fluttered by
Like the wings of a bright butterfly.
Suntanned skin and bare feet--
And the breeze was as sweet
As the fragrance of...

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He stood at the Crossway begging for alms.
His demeanor looked like he was singing the psalms.

With folded hands, gazing at the sky he mutters.
The spewed...

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My feet walk a thousand miles
new places new faces
it's what I like best
A bohemian gypsy
Free & easy I live my day
under the warmth of the...

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At last, a darkness filled the skies
Small tufts of dust, like clouds would rise 
as the earth was kissed by welcomed rain

The rain at last,...

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   Harsh! The  asphalt  sac circumscribes my spirit
   drowning  the  spectacle of sapphire ambiance
...

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I think about the field of grass I lay in once,
between Main Street and river's edge 
July, in fact, a first recalled
before our lives had...

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	Gentle waves of raven locks lap against the shore of her skin,
	Soft, suntanned arms beckon the dusky light on the horizon,
	Angelic radiance to her form....

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Suntanned toes
Submerged and swirling tepid water
In lazily summer circles
While I float
Dangling fingers, barely skimming the surface
Hypnotic lapping little waves
Caress the warm plump vinyl inner tube
While...

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Suntanned fields tower along your breast.
Rusty gripping whips rip ripened veins.
Dancing black silhouette, shipped to the west,
In a barbed necklace of embroidered chains.

Singing in patois,...

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Exhausted by bright, long, summer days
Suntanned skin from the sunshine rays
She exhales a cleansing autumn breath
Preparing for her winter’s rest

Emerald greens and rainbows in bloom
Shy...

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Beachfront condos shrouded in the early mist 
of morning. Seagulls hanging on the breeze, 
their screeching waking sleepyheads 
before their coffee, it's July the 4th,...

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When therefore great Father Saint and our driver, us your reasons knowers will 
be saved? The world is changing I feel it in the water,...

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By the roadside, 
I saw a knave, suntanned, cloaked in dirt
who, standing upon the ground, 
like a famished hermit, 
held out a bowl in his...

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"When a man who is drinking neat gin starts talking about his mother he is past all argument."

C.S. Forester's "The African Queen”

MOTHER
(A MUTTERING)

My sweetheart gin...

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