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august, beach, beautiful, cool, crush, deep, destiny, devotion, fantasy, feelings, first love, fishing, freedom, funny love, future, girlfriend, hope, i love you, i miss you, journey, joy, judgement, lost love, love, love hurts, meaningful, miracle, ocean, people, places, romance, sea, sensual, simple, spiritual, water, women, world,
Don't rush to wash off the sea salt
drying on your skin;
the hopes it carries from other oceans,
those remain yet to be seen.
conflict, film, humorous, music, poetry, technology, universe,
Near Earth Objects
NASA watches sky
Asteroids whiz by
It's About Time
`Crazy Rich Asians'
Exceeding all expectations
Unicorn float stuck
Unicorn startups' luck
Truth Isn't Truth
"Truth isn't truth"
Message for youth?
Creator robot burger
Fad or future?
Oui Oui No No
Public urinals conceived
Paris residents peeved
Take It To The Limit
Eagles Greatest Hits
Most platinum certificates
humorous, journey, wind,
I didn’t want to make a great fuss
When Fred sat beside me on the bus
A great stink did appear -
T’was expelled from his rear
I went green and started to cuss
I thought it would be indiscreet
If I upped and went to swap seat
He kept passing out gas
From his windy fat *** ...
(It’s lucky he can’t smell MY feet!)
No idea of his real name.. but this really happened to me on the bus yesterday
... I don't have smelly feet
17th August 2016
august, funny, imagery, inspiration, poetry,
Love to play hockey
drink bottles of ice cold beer
Where's the bacon. Eh?
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
august, humor, nature,
Dried roots they toil
Reaching to quench their thirst
Extinguish the fire
Burning up higher
Late summer sun is perverse
Scorching the painting
The Rembrandt of spring created
Melt and flutter
As the canvas is slowly cremated
Responds to recover
Mindfully saving the pieces
Wisely stitches together
For coming cold weather
A blanket to warm her cold feet with
an original poem by the Poemdog Daniel Turner
This Eighth Month of August
By Franklin Price
This eighth month of August is very august
In the middle of Summer the AC's a must
If you have it in your house, it's working I trust
If not, open you're windows, put up with the dust
Now you're upset and maybe have cussed
Call the repair man he'll get there or bust
He'll soon have it working, you'll be sorry you fussed
Cool down with a cold one or your dry throat will rust
Minister Jenna Williams
children, how i feel, humor,
It's thundering, it's lightning
The old man thinks it's fright'ning!
He crawled under the bed
And bumped his head
And went to sleep instead!
august, desire, humorous, life,
My first wish is to remain fit and healthy
I’ve no desire to be famous or wealthy
With good health then you are truly rich
I hope my wish does not sound too kitsch!
How I wish that my tummy was flat
It’s humongous with rolls of pink fat
It reminds me of a huge wobbly jelly
I’d dearly love to get rid of my belly!
My greatest wish is to be a grandma
It’s a shame that my son lives so far
A grandchild would be a dream come true
I could have fun as many grandma's do!
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Sponsored by Kevin Shaw
people, social, wedding, funny, august, funny,
It’s been a funny summer, June
skipped into August and was gone.
How did we miss that afternoon?
It’s been a funny summer. June
just packed her bags. No honeymoon.
The whole production overdrawn,
it’s been one funny summer. June
skipped into August and is gone.
James Edward Lee Sr.
analogy, candy, child, funny,
Ate all the candy
That he got in July
All the chocolates, peanuts and taffy
Ate it up all gone, nothing left for October???
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
appreciation, assonance, august, feelings, first love, friend, funny love,
To all that these my words can reach
The weak, the strong, the poor, the rich
I want to let it known today
That I have met a sunny day
She’s light in all symbolic sense
Brighter than the florescence
She’s perfect beyond reasoning
She needs no other lighting
A day has never been this bright
And I have never seen such light
In all my wandering days on earth
I’ve never met such day from birth
And now, to whom it may concern
I want to no longer pretend
You are to me a sunny day
So call me when you get this bae.
Written by Kanu Ekpezu
11th grade, august, boyfriend, fun, humor, teen,
They say they run in packs
with the mighty unicorn.
The stories bridge the boundary
between faith and Internet p0rn.
Oh, the elusive boyfriend.
I thought I’d hidden one in the closet,
but I rummaged top to bottom
then remembered - argh! -
I lost him last August!