Best Swimsuits Poems

Sunscreen could not save our skin,
as dressed in skimpy swimsuits, 
we splished and splashed that afternoon,
so happily slapping the water of the sun-kissed glistening sea,
splattering each other with its salty taste.

Afterward, we swam out into the swell of its waves,
surrendering ourselves to the surges
of the...

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    When I think back on the tattered pages of my life, I find so much sadness and
sorrow.  But there was a time way back when life was truly perfect, before Susan
was killed by a truck walking home from school one...

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A very mighty king resides on high.
His face beams down upon us from the sky.

We praise him when he’s shining happily,
Reflecting in the azure of the sea.

King Sun, however, toys with us some days.
He hides behind the clouds to make a haze.

And other times he...

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June is around the corner
and soon it will bring
the sound of the June bug
strumming it's wings.

The waters are warming and 
swimsuits are in.
A wonderful sunny season will
soon begin.

Watermelon freshly sliced
a wonderful gathering of friends.
Company is so very nice as we
welcome May's end....

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Night dawns

He sat
          The folding plastic chair creaked
           Fading  sunlight turned  bronze
He noticed
          The sun...

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Modest swimsuits, bathing boxes
 White-blue flesh ice cold
Scratchy towels, sandy sandwiches
 Pots of tea being sold
Foxford blankets, picnic baskets – 
A donkey ride on the strand
Flowery summer frocks, mischief brimming 
 A practical joke being planned 

Hesitant breast strokes – high pitched laughter
 Terror, delight...

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Tough skinned -strong, take it and dish it out.  
Thin skinned - overly sensitive.  
Skin of our teeth -
struggle for life, survival. 
Skin defines and designs us, 
the skin we’re in, through pain, color issues, death and life.  

Skin-If skin could talk....

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The Boardwalk

Whistles, jeers
Unrelenting young men
Ladies in swimsuits sigh while passing by

Screams from the Wild Mouse
Creaking ominously against summer skies
What happens if it fails to make that turn?

Spinning wheels, colorful trophies
“Step right up and try your luck!”
“Come on, Dad, it’s just a buck.”

Children’s laughter
Fun House draws...

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In numerous locales countrywide, they hold sway
Pirouetting at intervals like ballerinas from Bolshoi
Beauteous, feline and very feminine
Slender to the point of emaciation, not quite
Cultivating the undernourished look on a frugal diet
Decidedly austere for a longer tenure in the limelight
Basking in the fleeting warmth of an...

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Once in my room it’s time to check my weapon.  I can’t live without her.  Which her am I thinking about?  This is not good.   I need to take a break and get my *****squared away.  I pull of...

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death shall have no dominion
Dominion of Canada
Canada goose
goose egg
egg salad
salad days
days of our lives
lives in the balance
balance the budget
budget rent a car
karmaloop
loopmasters
Masters of the Universe
universal love
love and hate
hate your guts
guts but no brains
brains blown out
out of our minds
mindset
set your watch
watch TV
vegan pizza
pizza crust
crust of bread
bread...

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..~~Childhood Memory~~..
None of us could swim, from the river we were banned
Not allowed near the water without an adult holding a hand
When the adults were busy we went to play
Of course to the river our thoughts oft did stray.

A tin bath we found much to...

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This onset of autumn’s first chill
Means swimsuits will no longer thrill.
But only a dope
Would snivel and mope,
For women have sweaters to fill!...

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when the sun finally shines its last hot beams of
annoying rays down upon the slimy suntan-lotion-saturated 
bodies &
the convertibles get taken back in the garages &
the vast groups of lame ass motorcyclists who drive only during
the summer months (gliding on their gross neon-colored crotch-rockets)
disappear &
the...

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One on his finger, one in his nose;
Crackers and honey, marsh mellow toes;
Voluptuous women, desire that grows;
And what is the problem, he’ll never know
        Seashell collectors, wadding through waves;
        Tight fitting...

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