Short Coolers Poems

People packed like sardine cans.
Lawn chairs, coolers, beer in hand.

Hot dogs, pizza, fries galore.
The crowd cheers loud, when the engines roar.

Dirt and car smoke, fills the air.
As I sit and watch from my earthen chair.

And nothing gives me quite a thrill,
Then to watch it all, atop Budweiser Hill...

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In the club we rave chicks
Munching on glow sticks,
While sipping from a tub of acid,
Sipping on tube shots until we rabid.

After hours we doodle on the sidewalks
With a pack of rainbow chalks.
The people in the streets listen to our hums
As we march to the beat of our own drums.

Our heads filled with magic
As we drink coolers until we sick.
We rave girls love partying:
Dancing until we feel like we're dying....

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Listen to poem:

Summer days
Great expectations
Torrid sun
Cool ocean breeze
Lounging on a sandy beach
Suntan lotion and bikinis
Scattered towels
Transistor radios
Picnic coolers
Fun and games
Flying frisbies
Bouncing beach balls
Laughter fills the air
Come on in
The water’s great



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~RANDOM MUSINGS VOL.1~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2020, Front Page Pick 2020

Posted on June 6, 2019...

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Winter Coolers

The air of Delhi,
Giving the pure air bely,
One-time visit to our Suraj valley,
Where even stone mosses give pure air.
Where the discussion on the Chinaberry,
Giving Great Green Back Order,
To  Cloud Computing cloudiness ( pollutants ) Maker,
Giving Originally order to Organized Oregon,
When Cloud bawls and fallen teardrop,
Telling The Kohinoor salvation,
Where on winter flour Dive from Sky,
The rind of the Seville Soar Orange tells the Winter Cooler Current....

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