Summer Poems
#summer
Summer poems about the warmest season of the year, June to August in the northern hemisphere and December to February in the southern hemisphere. Summer brings the longest days, where things heat up with summer fun, and nature is in full bloom.
Beltane blues on a winter’s day haiku
Beltane blues on a winter’s day haiku
pink blush
of her sunset cheeks
glow of youth
hidden
in her turtle neck sweater
golden hills of Eden
path of palms
for her evening stroll
heavenly parade
scent
of mown grass
she gathers her skirt
her masala dish
dazzles my taste buds
she winks
the pleats
of her windblown skirt
naked summer
pink blush
of her sunset cheeks
glow of youth
hidden
in her turtle neck sweater
golden hills of Eden
path of palms
for her evening stroll
heavenly parade
scent
of mown grass
she gathers her skirt
her masala dish
dazzles my taste buds
she winks
the pleats
of her windblown skirt
naked summer
#beauty
#haiku
#sensual
#summer
#women
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Well? I Need To Do Something To Cool Off.
After looking all
over to make sure she is
alone, Debby stripped
down and sat in the water
before she saw Kevin there.
over to make sure she is
alone, Debby stripped
down and sat in the water
before she saw Kevin there.
#beach
#fiction
#sex
#summer
#tanka
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And now a true story
My childhood friend Kirby and I once hypnotized a frog in the summer of 88. We found a rock on the lake's shoreline that looked like an emerald. We believed the rock had super powers. An hour later, we found the frog. We began rubbing the rock on the top of it's forehead. It was amazing. The frog was hypnotized. (We thought) We weren't sure though on how to unhyptnotize the frog. Instead, we kept the frog and fed it to Kirby's German Sheppard, named Bear. That was the 1st time his dog tasted frog! 'oui oui'
After Bear had lunch, we went inside to see Kirby's Grandma. This old...
After Bear had lunch, we went inside to see Kirby's Grandma. This old...
#childhood
#friendship
#memories
#ShortStory
#summer
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My Pal's Got Something Better To Look At
Got something to show Arnie.
He's busy looking at two naked chicks.
So much for my seashells.
He's busy looking at two naked chicks.
So much for my seashells.
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
#summer
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Outside My Bedroom Window
I would like to taste
more than her cherry
red lips whenever I
see her sunbathing
naked outside my
bedroom window.
more than her cherry
red lips whenever I
see her sunbathing
naked outside my
bedroom window.
#dialogue
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#sex
#summer
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I will never forget
One night in August 2024 I took a walk down to the beach to hear the teenagers roll into shore
I smelled smoke
I looked across the street
Someone had nailed a bum to the neon lit 7-11 sign
His body formed the sign of the cross
He had been torched
There he was, crackling and burning against the night sky
He was the first saint I had ever seen
I smelled smoke
I looked across the street
Someone had nailed a bum to the neon lit 7-11 sign
His body formed the sign of the cross
He had been torched
There he was, crackling and burning against the night sky
He was the first saint I had ever seen
#motivational
#nonfiction
#spiritual
#summer
#uplifting
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bird in her nest
look up,
high up,
hid from
the
summer
heat
in the
treetop's
shadow,
there is
a small
nest,
i see
bright
feathers
half hid,
the bird
is
composed
within,
her mind
on an
upcoming
journey,
then she
disappears
into a
silent
evening.
high up,
hid from
the
summer
heat
in the
treetop's
shadow,
there is
a small
nest,
i see
bright
feathers
half hid,
the bird
is
composed
within,
her mind
on an
upcoming
journey,
then she
disappears
into a
silent
evening.
#birds
#morning
#summer #trees
#summer #trees
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No Title.
So, I take my bones to a dirty grave,
Because maybe dying is better,
Then bleeding in a sweater.
Middle of the summer,
In this hot weather.
Because maybe dying is better,
Then bleeding in a sweater.
Middle of the summer,
In this hot weather.
#dark
#grief
#SelfHarm #summer
#SelfHarm #summer
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Hope In Brooklyn
Sigh
It is simply amazing how
This weekend has left me so weakened
Girlie is still hazed from those Brooklyn days and
Those hard driven nights
I remembered him
Whispering how tight I was as he curved
Down my cervix
Demanding more service
God!!!
He was so full of aggression and affection
I loved he way he harmonized me
Like his favorite instrument hidden underneath his bed
Pulled out only for moments like this
Mmmmm
The man strummed me, hummed the hedonistic...
It is simply amazing how
This weekend has left me so weakened
Girlie is still hazed from those Brooklyn days and
Those hard driven nights
I remembered him
Whispering how tight I was as he curved
Down my cervix
Demanding more service
God!!!
He was so full of aggression and affection
I loved he way he harmonized me
Like his favorite instrument hidden underneath his bed
Pulled out only for moments like this
Mmmmm
The man strummed me, hummed the hedonistic...
#gratitude
#lover
#memories
#sex
#summer
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drifting (my favorite season)
how these
seasons
drifting,
each tied
but break
apart,
i glimpse
asking
towards
what
remains
unfolding,
i'm halted
when each
season's
beauty
complicates
choosing.
seasons
drifting,
each tied
but break
apart,
i glimpse
asking
towards
what
remains
unfolding,
i'm halted
when each
season's
beauty
complicates
choosing.
#fall
#inspirational
#spring
#summer
#winter
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PAIR EMBRACING (RHYMING CAPTION TO EGON SCHIELE PAINTING)
Pair embracing
after chasing
each other round
the sun parched ground.
Clothes forsaking
for love-making,
consummating
their rare outing.
Their bodies bare,
her untied hair
from head pools round
upon the ground.
The crumpling sheet
that was their seat
for picnicking
forms their bedding.
Her hair-lined groove
invites his move
to plunge within,
deeper than skin.
after chasing
each other round
the sun parched ground.
Clothes forsaking
for love-making,
consummating
their rare outing.
Their bodies bare,
her untied hair
from head pools round
upon the ground.
The crumpling sheet
that was their seat
for picnicking
forms their bedding.
Her hair-lined groove
invites his move
to plunge within,
deeper than skin.
#passion
#sex
#summer
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IN THE MIDSUMMER HEAT
In the midsummer heat
our blues are in retreat.
Joie de vivre in the street,
the disco pounds its beat.
Dresses are less discreet;
bare legs and sandalled feet
roving eyes' gazes meet.
The flirtatious greet.
our blues are in retreat.
Joie de vivre in the street,
the disco pounds its beat.
Dresses are less discreet;
bare legs and sandalled feet
roving eyes' gazes meet.
The flirtatious greet.
#happiness
#inspirational
#love #summer
#love #summer
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DU Poetry : Summer Poems