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.
Winter_Rose
Poem Published
21st Aug 2024 7:09am
21st Aug 2024 7:09am
Melt in Summer
Leave me brown
Make me frown
Sweet divine
Valentine
Commit a crime
In summertime
I draw a line
And barely rhyme
Make me sweat
And regret
Close break off
Smudged makeup
We do melt
Was so wet
How it felt
Oh,
So perfect
Covered in
Summer heat
Swallow and
Wait to eat
Melted down
Chocolate
Make me frown
Sweet divine
Valentine
Commit a crime
In summertime
I draw a line
And barely rhyme
Make me sweat
And regret
Close break off
Smudged makeup
We do melt
Was so wet
How it felt
Oh,
So perfect
Covered in
Summer heat
Swallow and
Wait to eat
Melted down
Chocolate
#summer
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 8:34pm
19th Aug 2024 8:34pm
Summer
The earth felt massive yet motionless.
When my heart twists and hurts lie.
But clouds in secret shapes still crawl bye.
Some in a wispy angel divine.
Hard flapping at the feeder.
The smaller the bird,
the more voracious an eater.
We should be devouring
all those little things, gloriously sweeter.
The brightest of sun rests her rays
silently knowing the stifling sorrow it slays.
We noticed the female cardinal has a scarlet head.
Decorated messengers from beyond the dead.
Is a bird's flight planned?
Like scurrying...
When my heart twists and hurts lie.
But clouds in secret shapes still crawl bye.
Some in a wispy angel divine.
Hard flapping at the feeder.
The smaller the bird,
the more voracious an eater.
We should be devouring
all those little things, gloriously sweeter.
The brightest of sun rests her rays
silently knowing the stifling sorrow it slays.
We noticed the female cardinal has a scarlet head.
Decorated messengers from beyond the dead.
Is a bird's flight planned?
Like scurrying...
#birds
#summer
#sun
198 reads
16 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 1:49pm
15th Aug 2024 1:49pm
august
the drains smell pretty bad this time
of year it’s warm and if I sit outside the pub
and if l drink enough
I could swear it smells good
of year it’s warm and if I sit outside the pub
and if l drink enough
I could swear it smells good
#summer
118 reads
1 Comment
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 12:03pm
14th Aug 2024 12:03pm
Summer Fling
It appears
I am running out of time
that fulfillment
to ease this worried mind
It could be as simple as a kiss
feeling adored in a moment
or...
it could be downright pornographic
no part of you left to the imagination
my heat conducted
anywhere you like it
Every year,
I think the same
and the season
is gone in a blink
And I am left
to release myself
when it gets too much,
inventing affairs
in all shapes and persuasions
but I still know
that the real deal
is the only...
I am running out of time
that fulfillment
to ease this worried mind
It could be as simple as a kiss
feeling adored in a moment
or...
it could be downright pornographic
no part of you left to the imagination
my heat conducted
anywhere you like it
Every year,
I think the same
and the season
is gone in a blink
And I am left
to release myself
when it gets too much,
inventing affairs
in all shapes and persuasions
but I still know
that the real deal
is the only...
#loneliness
#lover
#lust #summer
#lust #summer
288 reads
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 9:22am
14th Aug 2024 9:22am
A Lull
I do love a bit of a lull
another chance to then mull
things again over
like these fields of clover
With their keen dappled sheen
a most insistent verdant green
this soft carpet beneath my feet
makes my life once more complete
In a most bucolic way
on this midsummer day
when winter seems so far
as sunlight balms each scar
While I now savor this time
each breath between rhyme
feel my lungs now fill
before I pen my next spill
Safe here in this inner glow
where...
another chance to then mull
things again over
like these fields of clover
With their keen dappled sheen
a most insistent verdant green
this soft carpet beneath my feet
makes my life once more complete
In a most bucolic way
on this midsummer day
when winter seems so far
as sunlight balms each scar
While I now savor this time
each breath between rhyme
feel my lungs now fill
before I pen my next spill
Safe here in this inner glow
where...
#summer
#confessional
#nature
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
13 reads
4 Comments
Detritus
Poem Published
1st Aug 2024 6:19pm
1st Aug 2024 6:19pm
Little Dragons
Two dragonflies
dip and weave
in the sultry updraft
they know how
to live in the moment
their dreams
free and windblown
a short life filled up
dancing
with the twilight sun.
dip and weave
in the sultry updraft
they know how
to live in the moment
their dreams
free and windblown
a short life filled up
dancing
with the twilight sun.
#inspirational
#motivational
#nature #summer
#nature #summer
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bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
1st Aug 2024 4:30am
1st Aug 2024 4:30am
Summer Rain
summer rain is gently falling
on the trees both short and tall in
the forest on the mountain,
a liquid luscious from sky fountain
sustaining life for every being
as I'm sitting drinking tea in
the light of early morning
rhythmic rhyming here now dawning
pitter patter pitter patter
raindrops falling then they shatter
on tree branches and the ground,
on my car roof with soothing sound
as waves of natural condensation
create from evaporation
drips which trickle into streams,
ocean mixed with sunlight...
on the trees both short and tall in
the forest on the mountain,
a liquid luscious from sky fountain
sustaining life for every being
as I'm sitting drinking tea in
the light of early morning
rhythmic rhyming here now dawning
pitter patter pitter patter
raindrops falling then they shatter
on tree branches and the ground,
on my car roof with soothing sound
as waves of natural condensation
create from evaporation
drips which trickle into streams,
ocean mixed with sunlight...
#nature
#rain
#summer
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
30th Jul 2024 1:21pm
30th Jul 2024 1:21pm
High Summer
The pavement cracks and shimmers
below the magnifying glass of sun
that burns and drives the ants inside
as others free of work this day
lie down inside a case of cream
and scorch like hams around their seams.
It’s been a year now since your father died,
high summer marked his transition
from off this world to that, and yet questions
remain. Perhaps the African, with whom
the man claimed your father sought
forgiveness in the lord, would know
the answers that you seek. Often they come
to this: why do you love someone who...
below the magnifying glass of sun
that burns and drives the ants inside
as others free of work this day
lie down inside a case of cream
and scorch like hams around their seams.
It’s been a year now since your father died,
high summer marked his transition
from off this world to that, and yet questions
remain. Perhaps the African, with whom
the man claimed your father sought
forgiveness in the lord, would know
the answers that you seek. Often they come
to this: why do you love someone who...
#fatherhood
#forgiveness
#love #summer
#love #summer
142 reads
1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 00:32am
28th Jul 2024 00:32am
Sandy Beach
Hot sand, Hot woman
Wandering eyes, can't control
Don't get caught, or else
Wandering eyes, can't control
Don't get caught, or else
#beach
#sexy
#summer
#women
#haiku
185 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Jul 2024 10:09pm
25th Jul 2024 10:09pm
A Soundtrack Without Air Condition
Summer
Present
Heat
Muggy
Oppressive
Both Night & Day
You can't escape it
You sleep & sweat
You fuck & sweat
You think & sweat
The smell of your two bodies fills the air in the room
The moisture holds it and makes you relive it over and over, breath after breath
You die without going anywhere
Stomachs slick & rubbing together
Cum & sweat
Wet hot greasy necks trying to break themselves
All the sucking & smacking sounds
The sound of teeth clicking
The heat works on your brain ...
Present
Heat
Muggy
Oppressive
Both Night & Day
You can't escape it
You sleep & sweat
You fuck & sweat
You think & sweat
The smell of your two bodies fills the air in the room
The moisture holds it and makes you relive it over and over, breath after breath
You die without going anywhere
Stomachs slick & rubbing together
Cum & sweat
Wet hot greasy necks trying to break themselves
All the sucking & smacking sounds
The sound of teeth clicking
The heat works on your brain ...
#oppression
#ShortStory
#summer
126 reads
7 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 8:04pm
23rd Jul 2024 8:04pm
Life Lessons pt 4 (Revelations)
(It did not rain all the time in London. The sidewalks were cleaner. Older Londoners love to have tea with milk and cookies. I remember there was also a thing about flowers in the front yard and it had to look better than someone else’s)
This was our last week in the UK. David and I were allowed to see each other as long as there was an adult nearby.
My sister and I and the other cousins went to meet up with some of their friends from school. These are the same bunch of girls that offered me the cigarette.
The one who announced loving the...
This was our last week in the UK. David and I were allowed to see each other as long as there was an adult nearby.
My sister and I and the other cousins went to meet up with some of their friends from school. These are the same bunch of girls that offered me the cigarette.
The one who announced loving the...
#Britain
#fiction
#summer
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10 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 4:20pm
23rd Jul 2024 4:20pm
summer evening
a runner in the evening sunlight...
someone cycling down a hill...
I'm parked beside a curb so I might
have my senses filled...
with children's sounds somewhere nearby,
kid's immortality
breaking through the thoughts which tie
to this reality...
in the trees and on the wires
communicating crows
young ones' begging never tires
as every parent knows...
in the atmosphere the dronning
of something flying high
engine firing noisy moaning
as it passes by...
in the summer, early evening
which...
someone cycling down a hill...
I'm parked beside a curb so I might
have my senses filled...
with children's sounds somewhere nearby,
kid's immortality
breaking through the thoughts which tie
to this reality...
in the trees and on the wires
communicating crows
young ones' begging never tires
as every parent knows...
in the atmosphere the dronning
of something flying high
engine firing noisy moaning
as it passes by...
in the summer, early evening
which...
#summer
138 reads
2 Comments
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