Short Bathers Poems

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

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Beauties in their bed
In the sun till they were red
Fertilized and fed


By Robb A. Kopp...

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B 
Ba 
Be 
Bah 
Bee 
Ball 
Bear 
Band
Beat
Bat

Believe
Bath
Believer
Bathe
Believing
Bathing
Bewitched
Bathers
Betwixt
Bathe

Between
Bath
Beneath
Bat
Befriend
Band
Bee
Bah
Be
B...

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There was a young girl from Saskatoon
who went to the nude beach in sunny June.
When she shed her knickers
to the bathers snickers,
they all donned shades for the light of the moon.


April 10, 2018
Contest: Traditional Limerick
Sponsor:  Viv Wigley...

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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 I ask you
what are you truly looking for
like a jet plume in the sky
you jettison the natural order
whilst Rosy sleeps...

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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 intrigued me.
Captured a bit of my heart and soul.
I sat and stared at The Bathers for a long time.
Ready to go? She asked.
Not yet....

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On windy days alone he prays
For a brighter time those memories
All of those
Lime trees
Sunny days
Swarming bees
Golden haze
Life was rich
Life was there
He was there 
So far
So far removed
He always cared
Thinking of 
Dreaming of 
Orange blossom
The bathers beach
Naked bottoms
Out of reach
Life was rich
Life was there
He was there
So far 
So damned distant
Was he ever aware?...

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Alone it dreams 
The inner bay where the water is shallow
I rolled up my trousers leg and waded out to see
the small polished stones 
With sunlight and the clear sea the stones had
the appearance of diamonds to kill for.
I took up a few but in my hands, they quickly lost their
 lustre; threw them back, my feet was cold it was not 
yet summer when the inner bay would be full of bathers
 who wished the beach was sandy....

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Summer sand soft and sultry,
Salty sweat, sweet and wet.
Wistless wind, waveless water,
Bathers baking, basking burning
Seagull scavenger of shiny sea
Searching, scurrying squabling over scraps.
Wandering women walk with will
Wondering why weight won’t wither.
Trembling toddlers take tentative steps
Towards towering tidal tempest
Cumulonimbus clouds clearing
Silent sky screaming
Silken sunlight streaming
Doting Dad daydreaming...

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Miserable Midsummer

‘Tis midsummer, and we have no choice;
The thermometers have reached a peak,
Three digits creeping and sticking,
Air conditioners running full speed.

We look at heat waves out the window
We wait for dusk and something cold
Hope mama remembered popsicles,
And little bathers splash so bold.

We wait for the big weatherman
To say there’s a break, I smell fall,
Midsummer comes, but it will go,
And gold and red will cover all....

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