Short Lotions Poems

Take the time to smell the lotions.
Indulge in their floral essences....

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lotions fear dying spine jealous wheel
basket hold fear fire camp salt
razor freeze salute resolution house...

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Unguents and lotions for face but the ignored lines on neck speak volumes

Written on 08/19/2016
Contest: Monoku by John Hamilton...

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I have a doctor named Bill
I visit when feeling ill
He prescribes lotions
Copious pills and potions
That made me feel worse still...

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Beauty
                   Exotic Oils
         Potions, Perfumes, Lotions
      Mask loveliness, Virtue's cover
                    Disguised...

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There was a fair damsel of Peales
with a bust the smallest of deals.
She applied strong lotions
and drank costly potions.
Now she walks with lead in her heels....

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A vendor of proven love potions
never gives into emotions
Told:  I need a soul mate!
He quips: Twelve ninety—eight!
I also sell draft beer and lotions

2/2/22...

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Baby feet smell like powders, lotions, and sweet, sweet, newness
	They grow so fast, we harness the growth with shoes, to slow them
	Yet they dance free of restraints, in the soft grassy backyards of spring 
	    
	Sandra Hudson  1/27/2012
	On your feet contest
	by: nette oncloud...

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Slipping slowly across the sky,
Summer sun in hot sizzling bliss
Permits no hasty alibi,
Neither offers a gentle kiss,
While ample creams will justify
Protective lotions we dismiss,
So, lest we blister, we must care,
Protective shirts and sunscreen wear.

written May 28, 2021...

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Moral confection
is like facial complexion
that changes
with exposure to weather

like it or not
we are our elements

sweetly pimpled

when saturated
dried and cracked
and pealing
for deprived of
right feeling

and creams and lotions
are only physical motions

getting us spiritually nowhere...

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When the temperatures drop
And I’m bundled with clothes,
Then my skin starts to itch
Where the wind never goes.

It’s a winter event
And it happens each year,
So my lotions diminish
And then disappear.

I’m a cold weather fan
Though I wish I could hatch
A solution for this – 
But I end up with scratch!...

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I do not like the smell of any
Perfume or cologne.
Unscented are the lotions
And deodorants I own.

Yet certain flowers’ scents can help
To brighten up a mood
And lovely food aromas
Can improve one’s attitude.

We all have favorite smells
And though our senses are unique,
Agreement can be reached when odors
Absolutely reek.
...

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She said it ain't fair,
She said she uses fair body lotions,
Left me singing pills and potions,
Say , love lies in the eyes of beholder,
I looked in her eyes ,
Full of sight,
Telling her i have new shareholders,
To your heart,,
I said i hold you like a key holder,
Sunrise pass and sun sets ,
Either sunset ,
I will hold your hand till i see a better phase....

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A whispered world awaits me,
Wisdom obscured is lore.
Open my eyes and I see,
Wicca buried at its core.
Where magik spells and potions,
And Hypnotic incantations,
Mix with herbal lotions,
And dancing and libations.
Rituals, rites and runes,
Proffered for enlightenment,
On dreary moor or dunes,
Partake a hidden sacrament,
To charge that inner treasure,
Infinite revelry awaits infinite pleasure.


Lore 10/04/2018...

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Louise
has fleas

And nits –
the pits!

Scratch head
In bed

Sore bites
from mites

Sleeps bad
goes mad

Bedding -
shedding

Gets cross
with boss

(Itchy
B itchy)

Feels rough
buys stuff

Lotions
potions

Bug foam
nit comb

Prepare
cleanse hair

Comb through
shampoo

Hair washed
lice quashed

Nit free -
happy!

FOOTLE-me Poetry Contest

Sponsored by Brian Strand

12/18/20...

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What can we buy that will cure what ails him?
We wished that we knew.
Trying treatment upon treatment.
Lotions, creams, pills, and ointments.
No relief was promised, but we were optimistic.
We expected some good results.
Our hopes were joyfully trotted out next to each treatment.
Twenty, thirty, forty times, our hopes were lifted up.
Finally dying a natural death, landing on the rocks of reality.
This is why they call it practicing medicine....

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A doctor can cure people’s ills
By prescribing lotions and pills
Cannot get an appointment -
Dad needs hemorrhoid ointment
Eyes water, poor dad needs no thrills!

Find medics to help him real quick
Great bulging piles get on his wick
He needs his treatment today
I will assist him to pay
Joins BUPA; they’ll treat when you’re sick!

Limerick Ii poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May

syllables 8,8,7,7,8
* real counted as 1 syllable

1/9/19...

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I was looking at a blank page
I knew nothing; all I knew is just that…

Let me tell you; I could live for one single moment
When that blank page would be blank no more ….….

It could be a hundred words of drizzling rain and falling leaves.
And when you know that I have lots and lots of lotions in storage, 

Will you be generous enough? 
Will you be there to agree? 
Along with my precious life?

A sad note, a rejection letter
My closed eyes knew just that for today....

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I miss our sex.
So fast
crazy
energetic
lazy
we'd do it
in the 
bed, sure.
but also
on the desk 
the couch
the dryer
in motion
with paddles
scarves
and all 
kinds of 
lotions.

But now 
you're gone 
and I know 
you gotta 
miss it.
Just 
come back 
and tell 
Mama 
where you 
want me 
to kiss it. 

I mean 
really 
are we 
done??
Not even 
one last lick
let's throw 
ourselves 
up against 
the counter 
and see if 
we stick. :p

©SamHarty
...

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My beautiful 
thoughts
are carrying 
your 
ugly purse
Inside
lipsticks
that gave
a thousand 
kisses
Alongside 
perfumes
that tittalated
your
manly sentiments
Underneath
scented lotions
that absorbed
the skin of
your potions
Over
keys that
ignited sparks
beating in
your heart
Beside
credit cards
slipped
inside my
wallet
charging
your interest
Tucked away
in the zipper
compartment
snickers bars
from
your sweetest
department


(Work in progress)...

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sunlit magic
gritty hot sand
flip flops, umbrellas, 
The smell of suntan lotions
Ph30, Ph15, Ph-something else.

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
Burning of the feet
Where are my flip flops?
Who wore them?
Where did they go?

Where is my hat?
I am going to get burned.
You tan, but I will crisp up like a marshmellow
That has fallen into the embers.

Same as last year
And the year before
The day the beach opens
Same routine
Same sun
Same burned feet
Different group of friends though...

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