Short Sunburn Poems
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salt, sand in my hair
shark sightings
strike three - pain, sunburn
June 14, 2019
Maureen McGreavy - contest: Magiciada 13 or 17
Words can sting
Like a sunburn that never fades.
You were the sun,
And like Icarus
I flew too close.
My wings
Burned,
and I fell to the Earth.
A young lady from Lucerne,
Had a rather lovely green fern,
But when she went on holiday
It lacked regular water spray
And developed a case of sunburn.
The sun was hot, dear Jack did burn
He fell asleep and forgot to turn
His cheeks do hurt
He wears a skirt
The fellas asking him out is his only concern
it wasn't a pretty sight
extreme sun exposure
turned his skin a vibrant hue
somewhere on the spectrum
not quite painful blue
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
There once was this redbreasted Robin
Who there on the beach was just sobbin’
That sunburn must hurt
It glowed right through her shirt
The view set my parts just a throbbin’
There once was a light-skinned pachyderm
Who had a thing for a lowly worm
Sun-bathing on the hot sand
Elephant got quite a tan
Poor worm earned him a wiggly sunburn
the color of cold
blue reflecting silver light
pain pierces the dream
Barbara Gorelick
I tried this on a HOT day in California=melting ice bathes a sunburn
an overcast Kansas day
the kind that gives you a sunburn
without any sun
the clouds are dark grayish blue
thick sluggish unmoving
I stare into them seeking my Archangel Michael
This summer has been much hotter than most
About the tan I got, I dare not boast
My body is quite a sight
Because my back side is white
But from the front view, I look like burnt toast
SCARECROW
Farmer's last cry
Birds fly by
AGING
Growing grey hair
A rocking chair
ALCOHOLIC
Too much drink
Head in sink
WEATHER
Clouds slowly divert
Sunburn high alert
MALFUNCTION
Robots having sex
Must be complex
Form:
Gives me a sunburn
Bleaches my curly red hair
Makes me nice and tan
To get the most from summer trip to coast
start early dosed up with coffee and toast,
avoiding almost, the hot sunburn roast,
an uttermost certainty on seacoast,
when lying reposed in slumber engrossed,
you sleep well post noon, with your tardy host.
Spring
Splendid, sublime
Stimulating, scintillating, soothing
Sunshine, snowdrop, Sunburn, sweat-sores
Sizzling, sweating, sweltering
Sticky, sultry
Summer
04/25/2021
Spring or Summer Diamante Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger |
Here's a puzzle, what's black, red, black, red, black, red?
This one's a challenge, is it several pieces of jam and toasted bread?
No points did you earn
'Twas a zebra with a sunburn
Rolling on the savannah, trying to get relief before bed!
Sea
Cold, Bold
Refreshing, Relaxing, Ravishing.
Sunburn, Stings, Slings, Sand
Burning, Bruising, Raging
Painful, Powerful!!!
Beach
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
August is sunburn and moonlight
August's a menace to men.
When the casual canoer discovers l'amour,
August has done it again.
August is moonlight and sunburn,
When the bachelor sows as he reaps.
His sunburn just might finally unburn,
But he's burned in the moonlight for keeps.
Sizzling Summer
summer sun sizzles
sans sunshade shelter
sunburn scalds
she sprints scorched sand to shore
swizzles in soothing sea
Sandra M. Haight
~3rd Place~
Contest: Short Forms For Summer Part 3
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Modern Tanka
Judged: 05/27/2016
Budweiser T-shirt
And hair to my jaws,
Viet Nam waning
While Watergate roared:
Was a summer in Milford,
On Long Island Sound,
In a cottage with family—
We swam and we crabbed,
Suffered sunburn a lot,
And bikini-clad girls
Went stealing my eyes
To teach me of beauty
And life’s ultimate prize.
Who says I’m getting old?
My hairs are not gray
Its beautiful sterling silver
The finest silver around
Who says I’m getting old?
My face isn’t bright red
I’m not having hot flashes
I just have constant sunburn
I love the outdoor
Who say’s I’m getting old?
Not me I’m as young as I feel
Tennis anyone?
When the sun shines
All I see
Is a sudden line of poetry.
Sometimes its brilliant and illuminates
Or maybe its angry and covers the
Sun with clouds.
Clouds of fury,
of hate.
Sometimes the poem sings songs of love
and sometimes it just shines the sun
Over a magnifying glass,
-- And gives me a sunburn.
Summer's memory
Like an imprint on me
The most delicious tattoo
The ocean tides, the pool
It's a little scratch and sniff
To smell the ocean with a whiff
The feel of aloe on a sunburn
Soothing, cooling, infinite
The sights, the sounds
Rich and true
Never to fade
Summer's etched in you
Summer
hot, muggy
swimming, surfing, drinking
heat, picnics, people, beaches
running, playing biking
sunburn, suntan
Summer
SUNBURN
Sunkisses strike leaving red lipstick marks,
Ubiquitous blush from head to toe.
Nabalm bites raw like tiger sharks,
Blazing with emotional undertow.
Umbrellas arrive with rainbow arcs,
Reinforcement relief with balm and bows.
Naproxen, to bed, air conditioning works!
Kim Rodrigues (c) 2016