Poems About the Sun Seeking Honest Critique
#sun
Faces Are Nothing
Faces are nothing
since some chicks are wearing
thong bikinis and have
strong hopes of getting a man.
since some chicks are wearing
thong bikinis and have
strong hopes of getting a man.
#sun
#beach
#summer
#sensual
#nonfiction
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It's Because She Had Sensitive Skin Back Then
You know, it sure
is a good
thing that Molly
wore that big hat to the
beach because of problems
she happens to have with
her perfect skin on those summer days.
is a good
thing that Molly
wore that big hat to the
beach because of problems
she happens to have with
her perfect skin on those summer days.
#sun
#beach
#summer
#fiction
#dialogue
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The Last Sunrise Of The Summer
We stepped out of the
cabin to observe
the last sunrise of
the summer before
heading ourselves home.
cabin to observe
the last sunrise of
the summer before
heading ourselves home.
#friendship
#sun
#summer
#fiction
#dialogue
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THROW THOSE CURTAINS WIDE
Throw those curtains wide,
let daylight inside,
lighten all the room,
chase away night gloom.
Let it shine on you,
be night-clothed or nue,
in its warmth bathe in
as it touches skin.
Feel the face of God
look upon your bod,
your soul deep into;
He created you.
Said, "Let there be light!":
then world came in sight.
On its face sprung life,
good without sin's strife.
Let that light of day
inspire you on way
lighting up your path
post-breakfast and...
let daylight inside,
lighten all the room,
chase away night gloom.
Let it shine on you,
be night-clothed or nue,
in its warmth bathe in
as it touches skin.
Feel the face of God
look upon your bod,
your soul deep into;
He created you.
Said, "Let there be light!":
then world came in sight.
On its face sprung life,
good without sin's strife.
Let that light of day
inspire you on way
lighting up your path
post-breakfast and...
#sun
#spiritual
#dawn
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The Fujyiama's sunset
The sunset over the Fujiyama
speaks of abandonment,
but a wanderer weeps on his tatami.
Dance in kimono's delight.
The wind shines like heaven's volcanoes.
The morning Hibachi for virtuous water.
The desert's montain!
The body aches for red velvet kimono
as in the night of dream's agony.
The wind is a luscious Hibachi.
The desert's rapture dew drops.
The night shines like no moon.
PAR
speaks of abandonment,
but a wanderer weeps on his tatami.
Dance in kimono's delight.
The wind shines like heaven's volcanoes.
The morning Hibachi for virtuous water.
The desert's montain!
The body aches for red velvet kimono
as in the night of dream's agony.
The wind is a luscious Hibachi.
The desert's rapture dew drops.
The night shines like no moon.
PAR
#dreams
#sun
#moon
#night
#desert
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The Loitering Twilight
There was thunder in the air
It arrived with the July Sun
The kind of night
That drains the love from a man's heart
Leaving a wild hate unchecked
On nights like these
Insomniacs dream of sleep
Flowers ooze a heavy scent
And the twilight lasts for hours
It arrived with the July Sun
The kind of night
That drains the love from a man's heart
Leaving a wild hate unchecked
On nights like these
Insomniacs dream of sleep
Flowers ooze a heavy scent
And the twilight lasts for hours
#love
#hate
#flowers
#sun
#night
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Sun-kissed Queen
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#lust
#dreams
#sun #beach
#sun #beach
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of painterly skies
a lyric mirror 48©
whose brushstrokes paint the skies
indigo, orange, red,
and rembrandt silhouettes?
kandinsky knew no inks
so robustly in sync
nor monet such vignettes
as when soft blood is bled
and only sorrow dies.
© Copyright 2023 July 01
by Clyve A. Bowen
whose brushstrokes paint the skies
indigo, orange, red,
and rembrandt silhouettes?
kandinsky knew no inks
so robustly in sync
nor monet such vignettes
as when soft blood is bled
and only sorrow dies.
© Copyright 2023 July 01
by Clyve A. Bowen
#sun
#sky
#art
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New Age
Tilting my head back,
I Look up into the pale and dying sun,
A remnant of its former self,
I muse and cast my mind
back to when the world was young,
And the orb still strong and eager,
Effortlessly bridging the depths of space,
To give us warmth as if only yards removed.
But the eons have been harsh on you,
Old friend,
And now your life is almost spent.
I hate to see you go, but our world needs
More to prosper,
So I must ask the question:
When will the new sun rise?
Who will bring it?
I Look up into the pale and dying sun,
A remnant of its former self,
I muse and cast my mind
back to when the world was young,
And the orb still strong and eager,
Effortlessly bridging the depths of space,
To give us warmth as if only yards removed.
But the eons have been harsh on you,
Old friend,
And now your life is almost spent.
I hate to see you go, but our world needs
More to prosper,
So I must ask the question:
When will the new sun rise?
Who will bring it?
#sun
#evolution
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A Shared Breath
My sun stutters
when I see your face
in my dreams
It skips and sputters
when I hear your shivers
scream in the breeze
of my shadows
A love like no other
I don't want to utter
our name
when I see your face
in my dreams
It skips and sputters
when I hear your shivers
scream in the breeze
of my shadows
A love like no other
I don't want to utter
our name
#love
#beauty
#sun
#lover
#fear
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POST INIPI NAP (7-16-2000, CHEWENA, Sacred Ground on WIND MOUNTAIN, near Tres Piedras, New Mexico)
after inipi this morning
and a warmth filled feastways
with new friends
i awakened from
a deep afternoon nap
wondering for a brief
fleeting moment
where am i at
and is this perhaps
only some wonderful dream
six days have now already
so quickly come and gone
with only two more left to go
before i must return back home
and all will pass too soon
yet each has been so rich and full
that somehow i suspect
they will be with me forever
so much has come to pass
all my dreams my prayers
my hopes my...
and a warmth filled feastways
with new friends
i awakened from
a deep afternoon nap
wondering for a brief
fleeting moment
where am i at
and is this perhaps
only some wonderful dream
six days have now already
so quickly come and gone
with only two more left to go
before i must return back home
and all will pass too soon
yet each has been so rich and full
that somehow i suspect
they will be with me forever
so much has come to pass
all my dreams my prayers
my hopes my...
#earth
#sun
#universe
#moon
#stars
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Sunset
Come join me on a trip
We’ll hit the road and take a sip
Of life’s simple joys and pleasures
If only this moment could last forever
So come ride with me
Let’s believe in the beauty of our dream
Whether it be in a car or in a jet
Let’s ride off into the sunset.
We’ll hit the road and take a sip
Of life’s simple joys and pleasures
If only this moment could last forever
So come ride with me
Let’s believe in the beauty of our dream
Whether it be in a car or in a jet
Let’s ride off into the sunset.
#sun
#summer
#rhyming
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Sun Seeking Honest Critique