drink, irony, love, lust,
by Stephen Kilmer |
A hot tomato
Full of bourbon
Holding up a bar stool
Cigarette between her fingers
Manicured nails meant to kill
And I’m on a bender
And hell bent
Smoky crushed velvet
James Bond would be so proud
A jazz quartet is swinging
To a heroin crowd
Sunglasses in the night
The brother is so cool
A nicotine queen
Is filing in between
Bartender named Lloyd
Says my money’s no good
Drinks are on the house
They know I’ll pay in cocaine
When we slide on out the back
“What was that?” she says
“A double Jack straight up?”
No mixers for me
I’m drinking for the buzz
It takes a lot of booze to kill
The memories of you
And pretend I’m someone else.
by Black Eyed Susan |
You can see the love in his eyes
She's not a possession; she's a prize
And as for her,
She happily purrs,
Drunk on Love's fine wine
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Received 6th place in "first love poem on the soup" contest
Received 10th place in "Loveland Limerick" contest
by mark junor |
her endless summer dream
gathers dust on its sand encrusted photo of
beach blanket love affairs
jet planes departing for distant lands
she had her five and dime sunglasses
and a transistor radio
tuned to the cheerful forever summer song
still has that picture of her in the fall of 66
hamming it up for the camera with her Stanley
he passed a while back
now she shuffles up along the seawall
with her big hat and her bags
candy for little ones
a kiss on the cheek for the nice
young man who brings the paper
its miami in febuary
its endless summer
its brighton beach's southside
and i know ill have to stay
by Sara Chansarkar |
I steal glances at you in my rear-view mirror
Every morning we start for work
Those aviator sunglasses on that handsome face
Make me fall in love again
The way you lovingly attend to me
Every evening we sit for dinner
Ladling my plate, forcing me to eat
Hand feeding me carrots and greens
Makes me fall in love again
You don’t ever flinch
Every night when we go to bed
My ice cold feet seek your warm skin
And you raise your shins slightly to let them sneak under
Making me fall in love again
Contest:Free verse love poem
by George Zamalea |
True love begins in a dark paradise
Filled with graffiti
And Diet Coke,
Wearing a Three Dimension sunglasses
Against the white screen
Swallow popcorn in a summertime
by Sara Zahed |
I have a moustache with a curl at its ends
Accompanied with small hair on my chin
I wear a suit that's black in color
And sunglasses that make me look like a counselor
I am French with a funny English accent
With a heart filled with love that shines with the crescent
I am Francois the French Guy!!
by iolanda Scripca |
HANDCUFFED BY HOLOGRAPHY OF ROOTS
LEANDERS ENCIRCULATING MY HEART
WITH HOPES OF EPHEMERAL LOVE
MY EYELIDS GROW SCALES
I CAN SEE
WITHOUT EYEBALLS DEVOURED BY REALITY
MY RETURN TO WATERS...
I ECHO-LOCATE MY SOUL THROUGH ASHES
TOSSED AGAINST THE WIND FROM A CATAMARAN
FULL OF THE FACELESS WITH SUNGLASSES
I FINALLY FOUND WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR
ALL MY LIFE...
RETURNING TO THE WATERS...
by Deepanshi Chaudhry |
allegory, happiness, inspirational, introspection, life, love,
Your Ray Ban sunglasses
And your Levi’s shirt,
Aren't going to fill the void
And deliver peace to you.
They’re just possessions.
My mind longs for knowledge,
And my heart for adventure.
Feeling the gush of wind in my hair
And the gentle hand of a friend.
I envy you,
But I pity you too.
For I wish you could feel what I feel,
And maybe we’d be content.
Different, so different
In our ways of life,
by Teresa Harr-Pena |
confusion, hope, inspirational, life, lost love, love, sympathy, uplifting, me,
Time to move on
Love has come to an end
A week has passed
Nothing received, nothing to send
More memories to bury
Deep within thy soul
Many years to live
Focusing on my goal
For just a brief moment
I thought there was a chance
To have the man I've always loved
But I only got a glance...of his
and he walked with me just to let me walk away...again
by njeri hunjeri |
dedication, encouraging, poets, thank you, uplifting, writing,
Look at you all
So beautiful as you stand tall
Look at you all
Fine as you roll this ball
No need for sunglasses, your eyes sparkle
Let's store the cameras away, twinkle twinkle
I love your shave, your bear too, your smooth, your wrinkle
Let's keep this beauty on, it will never dwindle
Let's keep the albums rolling, and keep the sprinkles sprinkling
Let's keep the emails active, with thank you
Feeding the soul with the positive, all you
by MAHTAB BANGALEE |
Summer girl has come
On the summer beach full fresh
Hot thru sunglasses
Wet The heart with juicy lips
Under the clouds boat
Far poetic words
Wove charming wave of poem
Pen soul implores love
by Joanie Yeager |
A girl walks by with her
Sunglasses on no one knows
What’s really going on
To lift those glasses off her face
And see the burse he left on her that day
She walks by acting if nothing is wrong
Walking back home to a painful mistaken love.
by John Watt |
My love, your eyes reflect the stars in radiant array;
those eyes that glimmer like the moon and make my night like day.
But when those eyes reflect the sun, it may be time you learned
to put on your sunglasses, dear, my headache has returned.
written 8 Jan 2020
by Mickey B |
I love to peruse dating online,
You never know, who you may find
Brave patrons there, looking for love
Profiles varied, spelling misused.
Photos atop for all to see
But the biggest annoyance that comes to me,
Are faces with sunglasses, hiding their eyes
Like mysterious idiots thinking their spies!
Scared of revealing the eyes of the soul,
So what kind of love do you think you’ll behold?
You’re profile’s out there, the world to find
Get rid of sunglasses unless you are blind!
by James Kelley |
for her, kiss, lust, romance, romantic, romantic love,
She was the inception of starlight's kiss. Blossoming on the hood of my car. Watching the Sun sink its head, and tucking my sunglasses between her breasts- Sprawled out beauty. Beckoning the glimmer of night as my burdensome breath pushed the clouds out of our world. I turned up the stereo until her head was nodding and had Devil horns in the air, leaned back into my seat as she tore away all the inhibition on this side of Texas. She slid her way off the hood and danced barefoot in the sand. The idle of the engine. The music. Our hearts racing. The smell of gasoline and suntan lotion. Stars colliding...
I can always feel it.
When something is about to explode.
-James Kelley 2019
by Mark Toney |
beach, lonely, love, missing you, sky, sun,
Sun scorching, sweltering, sizzling beach
My hardened soles resist the heat
Sunglasses shielding my eyes
White cotton ball clouds glide
Along deep blue skies
But I’m blue too
December 12, 2019
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by Michael J. Falotico |
love, wife, love,
Sunglasses off and blinders put aside..
A clearer picture forms inside...
Its time to value what's right in front of you..
An angels love that's been so true...
Years we have seen the good and bad...
We know how to laugh and how not to be sad...
A stumble or two on this road we chose ...
But always to the top our love has rose...
I look around and see your constant closeness...
Your undying love and warm thoughtfulness...
My heart is yours to keep in your soul...
I write for you my love, all these words that are told...
by Olivia Brown-Kinney |
lost love, love, nature, me, time,
Yellow dandelions blowing in the wind
As the flowing white puff balls float above me
I don't know whats coming
I watch a dove fly past the Spring time sky
I look up one last time
The sun blinds me
As I put my sunglasses over my bangs
I see a Range Rover over the mountain
I wonder again as I try to stand clear
If I want what I want to find true love
As my flip flops go flip flop
I wonder again.......
Will I ever find true love
The questions come to me often
Will I ever find true love?
by Veronica Joseph |
the sun casts
trees and fields
I stand feet planted
holding Reds leash as he takes the bait
100 plus pounds want that bite and then
runs a blind the first time
oh the glory
of a working dog in motion
truely I tear up behind my sunglasses
as he turns
triumph in his eyes
by Dedu Son |
He solemnly swears,
In sickness and in health;
He pledges to her,
Love and wealth.
Promises were broken and shattered love,
Jealousy that out ways reason;
Doubts, corruptness, and failures,
Min in tatters and outdone.
She wears sunglasses sometimes,
Not to protect her eyes from the sun;
Long sleeves to cover her arms,
A punch if she looks at anyone.
He loves her dearly,
He owns her or so he thinks;
Mistrusts every step she takes,
His mouth speaks his words that stink.
For sickness and in health they pledged with rings;
He shows his hate when her neck he wrings.
by Debjani Mitra |
lost love, sunshine,
Sun baked earth, yet another summer
Preheated oven burns, my sticky hour.
Sunglasses hide me,"Did I really love her?"
Sweet lemonade,... tastes bitter and sour.
8th May 2019
Sponsor Caren Krutsinger
Contest Name "Summer Quatrain"
by Panagiota Romios |
dance, me, sensual,
Neon-Cute was she!
With those devastating
heart shaped sunglasses!
Dancing with no inhibition,
On a multi-colored night-
She was absolutely, truly
No, never on a date, the
Went out choosing her
prey.....ever so devastating,
Huntress of the night.
You may become hers,
In her steamy jungle moonlit
You! Enraptured by her goddess
She has her eyes set on
you right now,slinking now.
So softly, on the prowl,
Her purr and that sexy,
Oh so soft , Love Growl.
by romeo naces |
husband, love, wife,
he finds himself wishing he were inside
an indigo cavern in a dense rain forest,
wearing violet sunglasses at 2 a.m.,
just forgetting anything and everything
but for the throbbing inside his chest,
the crooning inside his drowsy head,
in his own crimson mind;
he cannot quite conjure up his own
setting for his own point of view;
cannot quite find his own metaphors
for his own recurrent, nagging needs;
a dark-blue fog swirls slow, dimming
the sun, not the glow of her absence,
in his own crimson mind.
by ALKAS POETRY |
abuse, adventure, fantasy, irony, love, metaphor,
blind to life,
by Nicholas Bompart |
best friend, body, care, crush, cute love, deep, devotion,
Gliding through the cement sidewalks she walks,
leather pants, black shirt, combat boots,
trench coat, beige lipstick, sunglasses she talks
gliding through the cement sidewalks she walks,
hands reach to touch the glow of her bright stock
fashion fell dead in her presence her roots
gliding through the cement sidewalks she walks,
and nobody ever appeared so cute