Poem Details | by
Kp Nunez |
Categories:
funny, humorous,
On this tropical beach, one hot summer day
Jim the Trim came, his bod to display
Been workin’ out day and night
Made the girls' eyes burn bright
Next, he's running from muscles that sashay
KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
10 April 2015
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Poem Details | by
Richard Breese |
Categories:
abuse, anti bullying, flower, funny, garden, hurt, summer,
i knew a bee that could sing
it worked for a queen and king
but they preferred honey
and paid it no money
now it sings backup for sting.
Poem Details | by
Michelle Faulkner |
Categories:
beach, fruit, summer, vacation,
Summertime coats your tongue like molasses
Lingering kiss of strawberry lasses
Sipping lemonade
Beneath pastel shade
Bare toes wriggle in beach-salty grasses
6/06/20
Poem Details | by
Silent One |
Categories:
fun,
Last summer Bobby bought a brand new yacht.
Learned how to sail from an AI robot.
Set route to the USA,
but ended up in Bombay.
He's now called the Chat GPT crackpot!
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
peace,
Like the sun after a summer rain
Like the sweet song of a robin's refrain
A Mozart concerto
A mellow cello
A gentle touch that sets your heart aflame
Poem Details | by
Krish Radhakrishna |
Categories:
best friend, emotions, environment,
Jane in hot summer sunbathed in the nude,
she was on this day with her old friend jude,
Sun soon burnt both their bottoms red,
screaming for cover in they fled,
“what reason”said jude “shall I give my dude?”
Poem Details | by
Richard Breese |
Categories:
autumn, beauty, color, drink, emotions, feelings, summer,
in this mug red roses dance
ballet brew of excellence
petals entwine
sips that define
a tasteful rosehip romance.
Poem Details | by
Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
funny
On a summer day so hot and sunny
I watched a bee in a hive make honey
And as I went to pass
He stung me in the grass (fooled you, didn’t I)
And I said hey man, that isn’t funny
Poem Details | by
Lindsay Laurie |
Categories:
humor,
T’was her ninth month and early summer,
My wife said she’d heard nothing dumber,
After she had spoken,
Her water had broken...
And me ringing up for a plumber.
Poem Details | by
David Fisher |
Categories:
fruit, funny, math,
We planted a gross of strange, cube shaped fruits
Below the soil, then waited for shoots
When summer was through
Only twelve grew
Which is what you get when you plant, square roots
Poem Details | by
John Trusty |
Categories:
funny, satire
Showing off the ultimate bathing fright,
worked all winter preparing a delight.
Laid off the usual beer,
summer now finally here.
His Speedo package outrageous and tight!
*For the battle of the bulge contest It only takes one Speedo to ruin a day at the beach!
Poem Details | by
Audrey Haick |
Categories:
childhood, children, funny
See the pretty little Ladybug
In summer she'll sit on your mug
Pose in her polka dots
Delighting tiny tots
Play a tune and she may cut a rug
~*~
Note: Nor for a contest...just fun : )
Poem Details | by
Bernard Barclay |
Categories:
kids are like the summer dew
they grow they cling they wet on you
Poem Details | by
John Williams |
Categories:
humorous,
Peter a farmer from Scrubby Creek,
Seldom washed his great big feet,
His fed up wife would complain
About the odorous strain
When in summer it reached its peek.
Poem Details | by
Gail Debole |
Categories:
animals, funny,
Written in the late 1970's
Updated on June 12, 2012
In the summer, a zebra exclaimed,
"That sweaty lion can keep his mane!
It's a pain 'round his neck
When he's hotter than heck.
My white stripes will reflect the sun's rays!"
Poem Details | by
John Williams |
Categories:
beach, children, summer,
My swimmers on, to the beach I ran,
Across the hot, white, squirming sand,
The first wave faced knocked me rotten,
My dad had told me but I'd forgotten,
Jump the waves son if you can.
Poem Details | by
Mel Merrill |
Categories:
humor,
Dear April gave herself to me;
May probably will as well--
Although neither know the other
And sweet June will never tell!
But Summer cannot know of them,
It would put me in a spot.
Besides, my heart does long for her--
For summer's really hot!
M :-)
Poem Details | by
Quentin Ehlinger |
Categories:
summer,
Where have they gone, all those great days of yore
When we used to meet down by the sea shore,
Those high clouds above, just drifting away,
The smell of the sea, the gulls at their play.
Why do some think that that was a bore?
Maybe they've never done that before!
Poem Details | by
Faleshia Murphy |
Categories:
funnyhome, home,
Well here we are the last day of school
Let's hit the beach the park and even the pool
The kids are home for the summer
As I start to think I begin to wonder
They going to be home with me hey that's not cool
Poem Details | by
Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
political,
A small temporary summer crush
Hillary and Donald's traits makes one blush
Media gives each a free ride
On all TV screens can not hide
Summer flees, winter leaves, spring flushes
Poem Details | by
Mark Goodson |
Categories:
childhood, children, happiness, inspirational, life, philosophy, school, teen, uplifting,
Tis splendor in the grass these coming summer days
America’s youth can have their privileged adolescent ways
Swimming and playing or simply being laid back
They have little worries without any teacher’s flack
Enrich they youngish self before the inevitable groans of early Mondays
Poem Details | by
Drjim Martin |
Categories:
hope,
Cold Days
DrJames EMartin
©January, 2014
Days of summer are now gone.
Cold winter days we’re shown.
My great desire,
Is to sit by the fire,
Until greatly warmer I have grown.
Poem Details | by
Nancy Jones |
Categories:
brother, nature, peace,
In Florida one right hot summer
A free soul was havin' a bummer
So in spray painted undies
Next holiday Monday
He split to the Springs with his rummer.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Equally inspired by a net(te) comment and the lovely natural resources in North Florida
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
pride,
A survey says Canada's a great place to live
I'll vouch for that, my bias, please forgive
Except for our winters
Creating white whiskers
And the rumour we have summer is only a myth
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Details | by
Simon Kirwin |
Categories:
natural disasters, summer,
When the hail finally came a poundin
and the balls of ice were a moundin'
I was making love in my room
by the light of the evening moon
but my wife screamed "no stop, it's to soon!"