Sunblock Poems | Examples

Love and Sun

Love is like a sun
Exciting on its first rise
Sunrise is dazzling, energizing
Warmth felt
As day gets longer
Its warmth cozies
Then it intensifies at noon
Overwhelming hotness
Too much to bear
Burning, hurting and tiring 

Needs to keep away from it
Needs sunblock, shield, shelter
To get away from excruciating pain
Next thing you'll see
Its appearance  changed as it's setting
Sun set is attractive  and bold
So beautiful in your sight
Enticing, bewitching
But dusk will turn to night
And it vanished, a goodbye. 

Darkness, numbness, helpless
Can't have the same anymore
Eyes closed, will rest
until a new day will come
New beginning, new hope
that we will see another sun
will gently shine , hopefully
with constant warmth only
cherished moment, no pain will be felt
The only wish, oh Genie.

Beach Bound

Another warm day has begun,
Soaking in the California sun.
Volleyball players having fun,
Joggers flying by on the run.

Children brave the tide unafraid,
Couples snuggle close in the shade.
Surfers with tans that never fade,
Sailboat owners got it made.

Wind boarders pressing their luck,
Those buried in the sand are stuck.
Food vendors selling from a truck,
Trying to make an honest buck.

Girls wear bikinis that rock,
Guys carry phones in their sock.
The pallid are smearing sunblock,
Nobody cares about the clock.

Grandpa's still acting like a clown,
Grandma's still wearing a frown.
Parents with wet towels all around,
Waiting for the sun to go down.

Protection

In life, we must protect ourselves 
From harm, disease and pain,
With seat belts, sunblock, bug spray 
And umbrellas for the rain.

Alarms give peace of mind in case
Some burglars are about
And wearing masks convinces us
The virus is kept out.

In many sports a helmet 
Is required to be worn 
And knee or elbow pads make sure
No ligaments are torn.

We pay insurance premiums
To head off a disaster 
And save up for the future 
Which, these days, keeps coming faster.

We plan and try to be prepared 
For all we can expect,
But life may toss a curve ball 
Against which we can’t protect.

Toy Soldier Knee March

March forevermore my child

Press onwards admirably
foward

Should you to be allowed
and granted access

Piggyback if you can on the
wing's of solent angel buffered
kite

Whilst all the while still 
remembering lest never 
i forget

That which was instilled in
me and taught

Knowledge for my own
protection in order to extenuate
my preservation

Such as to keep a safe distance
between i and the sun

Otherwise i am bound
to get burnt

Matters whether or not
if one is to journey in the dead
of winter

Take untold safety precautions
drown oneself in sunblock
factor 50+ sunscreen

Because it will always be the 
very last thing you never
in your wildest imagination
would even contemplate

That will steal a march on you
and so to knock your army of toy
soldier's over as well

I Do Not Need Sunblock

I don’t need sunblock
redder than strawberry
worst mistake ever

woke in the night
feeling hot all over
sunblock next time

Mother

I wish you'd call me pretty
When you're not trying to scare me

I wish i had a sunburn
to be soothed by a cold moon

I wish I'd get asked questions
From people with no answers

I wish I could just float away
Without a "be back soon"

Because nothing's ever open ended
In hallways of closed doors
I'm on an elevator going sideways
On the second floor

Bathing in beige carpet
My mascara tastes so sweet
The smell of sunblock clogs my pores 
Everything's left incomplete

8th April 2024

location certain 
         trajectory computed
        nature’s own sunblock 


By
David Kavanagh

Total solar eclipse across America 
hope to witness one in my lifetime.

Summertime-

picnics summertime
an excited hot dogs fun
by the lemonade 

eating cold melons
fam gathering in the shade
chasing ice cream truck

lovely summertime
at the park feeding the ducks
sitting at the lake

picnic at the park
covered laver in sunblock
hot now summertime

7/1/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

10 Trillion Sunblock

No UV today 
       Plagues of ravenous locusts 
              Blot out solar rays
        
By David Kavanagh

Holiday In the Sun

the chartered
bus stops in
an aire of
released
brake

pressure
clambering
while clamoring
out of the bowels
of the snake hissing

door's mouth
spitting out
pork and
souer
kraut

you wouldn't think
we're in Greece
tropical colors
of Hawaiian
sunsets

offset by white
socks pulled
nearly 
to the 
knee

the smell
of sunblock
cooking on flesh
frying pans of fat
men and fatter women

my friend Hans
said not typical
American
tourists
but

his fellow
countrymen

Germans

Sunblock

artificial
tropical coconut smell
it's sunblock season

Summer Cooking --- Well Done

Summer cooking on the beach,
Slap the sunblock where I can’t reach,
Baking in this broiling sun,
Ever since the day begun.

I’m roasting alive can’t you tell?
Touch my skin and I’ll scream like hell!
This is more than an alarming tan,
Someone said I’m a lobster man.

Sitting here I continue to broil,
Want some popcorn, just add some oil,
I’m finished now, I’m well done,
Cooking here in the summer sun.

6/29/18

Phantasmagoria

PHANTASMAGORIA

If you don't like where you are..take a trip in your mind
Look in your brain's dark corners and see what you find
There are places a groaning board tempts with an epicurean delight
But the populace heads for the worst comestibles in sight
When choosing Burma or Myanmar as it's now called
Or Manila where  kittens are drinking sewage in a yard 
Who knows? they might think kittens are viands too
But if this gastronomic delight does not appeal to you
Try a whole pig on a spit, cleaved open to reveal
Viscera and liver, cooked and ready to peel
You could try a lunch of grilled belly lining
If not, its pigs' snouts and tongues for fine dining
Egg on your face takes on a whole new meaning
When it's smeared on a face --slimy and gleaming*
Don't forget the venues where entrails drip over a fire 
Or octopus tentacles tasting like a rubber tire
Remember...wandering is possible but not leaving your niche
Thinking how the other half lives might cure a travel itch
So start up the mind's motor and go anywhere you wish
Without having to eat even one revolting dish 

*A sunblock

Found Poem

With the sun in my eyes, I grab my sunglasses and go


I go off in the world. Wondering where life will take me next.


Not knowing drives me insane. However, I take the pain. 


I spot a destination, and decide to go move forward.


I end up on a sandy beach.


Putting on sunblock makes me wonder how hot the sun really is on this day.


So I then take out my phone. 


Looking on the weather app, and soon realize it is 90 degrees!


Today… I realize that when I open my eyes and really look, there is so much more than just a destination.


There is a journey.

At the Beach

On a day at the beach
You have sun, you have sand
And a backdrop of ocean
To lap at the land.

If you’re there with some friends
And umbrellas for shade,
All your worries dissolve 
(If some sunblock you’ve sprayed).

You relax and unwind
While enjoying the breeze
And pretend that you’re living
A life full of ease.

But alas, the day ends
And you trudge off the sand
With towel, umbrella
And beach chair in hand.

You’re sticky and icky
And clammy and hot
And only a shower
Will cure what you’ve got.

But once you’ve rinsed off,
You start wondering when
You’ll be able to visit
The seaside again.

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