Poetic Bloomings - She wore an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini

July 21st – We’ve all marveled (and inwardly chuckled) at the small faction of the populace (we’ll call them exhibitionists, for lack of a better word) who show as much as possible wearing as little as possible. You’ve landed on Muscle Beach or Bikini Beach. Use that image (or write of another person you’ve observed on the shore) to pen your poem and try not to laugh too hard!


Every eye was drawn to her orbit
her gravity tugged at them
she was golden, long legged,
hair perfectly coiffed.

She sat on the beach towel
leisurely smoothing oil
with calculated strokes
onto skin shiny and moist.

The boys felt a desire,
their girlfriends also, of a kind -
One that in the wild, west days
employed  a hefty hoist!


July 20th – A good day at the beach is like a day in paradise. Escape to your special island, and write about paradise as your mind envisions it. Include as many of these words in your poem: idyllic, palm tree, coconut, bamboo, hut, hungry, clothes, native.

                        

Cook

Islands,

idyllic

spots to forget

all your cares and woes.

Drink, eat coconut at

The Flying Boat, Bamboo Jacks.

Polynesian  paradise.

Palm trees sway like native girls hips.

Come laze away the days and nights in bliss.