Short Sundress Poems
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Sexy sundress made for me
Bare back,kissable neck
Long arms and rounded shoulders
Sexy is me
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Constance La France~rambling poet~"sundress"contest
sixties creation ~*~
fashionable and stylish
modesty and sun ~*~
reflects the designed lure
femininity captures ~*~
Written by James Fraser for Constance's contest 'The Sundress'
Sister Susie sits shelling shellfish in summer
Shelling shellfish sister Susie sits
Shellfish scent secreted on Susie’s sundress…
Sadly sister Susie stinks!
16th June 2016
I slip on sapphire's sundress
flowing like cool cotton sky.
Golden stole sheathes bare shoulders
as I glide on hammock clouds.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, August 29, 2012
for Hammock of Sky in Tanaga Contest (Nette Onclaud)
The sundress caused duress and uncertainess
as she lay in the sand with a childless man.
Their kiss filled with grit but she just couldn't quit,
Til she ran off with some guy named Pitt!
Contest: The Sundress
Sponsor: Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet
Submitted by: Judy Konos
I.
Ta da, ta da, flip,
like cards in bicycle spokes,
percussive shoe, flop...
II.
Long spaghetti straps,
full circle twirly skirted,
sundress in warm breeze.
III.
Morning sand dune climb,
woven basket, cheese, red wine,
noon apéritif.
-Edlynn Nau
©April 17, 2019
Y achting on a clear summer day
E agerness was devoid for 'twas afraid
L abel in my yellow sundress frayed
L eans toward vintage but stayed
O blique sailing was his tricky scheme
W ell my Yellow Polka Dot Bikini unseen!
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest: Here Comes The Sun
Written: February 8, 2014
It was the beginning of a summery season,
In that beautiful dress, adorned with baby blue and pink
Opened back, opened toe sandals; she gave me a wink
That sundress took my breath away, I wanted to say "hello" but lacked a reason
By: Shane Solomon
Confused, as it may be
Love is that insane Mix of feelings
Gad, to Think I spent so much time looking for it
For Her,
As if awakening from a sleep of lost expectation
Drawn perfect, in a sundress, sweet eyes and a smile
It dawned on me, Love….
What caught my eye then spoke to me, She was brilliant,
I was Thankful I looked.
Vee Bdosa
Contest - THE SUNDRESS
YOUR SUNDRESS
My fondest wish is but to hold
your sundress creased, so I might fold
it on my arm, and feel the you,
as close I pull your body to
my waiting breast, in love again
with who you are, and who you've been.
Your sundress then, placed with great care,
upon my bedpost; hanging there,
with all the love I have to share.
A small little maiden with a tiny little sundress
Eyes made of thread and hair made of yarn
So small and insignificant yet appealing to the eye
My little golden-haired ragdoll
Seems so small and unimportant
That you can’t see its hidden meaning
It shows that there’s beauty in everything
Even if it’s a small insignificant ragdoll
~10/24/17
Poem written for 6-8 contest by Nette Onclaud
Colors of blue and yellow wrap me as I gaze toward the sun.
My white satin ruffles sway against the wind.
Is this not the most perfect day?
This I do know.
Sundress memories take me back to childhood.
Summer warmth on my back.
The silhouette of my sundress shadows the pavement.
I dance in harmony.
''The Sundress Contest''
Sponsor Constance La France=A Rambling Poet=
written by=Kacey Greenlee
kaceymike29
in 1950 the rage was to be a housewife
cleaning and cooking were deemed the best life
you would have to wear a sundress and keep your hair pretty
you did not have to be intelligent or the least witty
in 1950 women were expected to dress up for a man
they did not have jobs usually, and they knew how to can
They had gardens, and hung laundry daily on a clothesline
This was expected, and we girls pretended it was more than fine
Rhapsody playing its crescendo in love's...
Melodic opera's notes; as slowly she lowers
Her sundress, while shyly brushing aside silks
Golden hair gazing into paradise and she smiles
Enchanting her long dark lashes kissing gently my
Warm beating heart her mistress fingers dew within
Every gentle touch destined and nothing can compare
Oceanic fair fondly lying aside her beauty yearnful risen
Spirits to be quenched; thirsting a soothing as she my lips.