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Sunburn, the poem

Updated on April 10, 2016
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Poetry is the food of the soul. It's my greatest contribution to the world and an area I can always grow.

My illustrious sunburn - in April
My illustrious sunburn - in April | Source

Buff, bronze, brown heather

Saddle, sandy, worn leather

The shade varies with the weather

Paleness after winter long,

Expose our skin except the thong

Passing hours, the tan gone wrong

Instead of brown we find it pink

Realizing we failed to think

Happy thoughts begin to sink

As the hours pass the skin turns red

Angry, painful, soon to shed

The plague of an unchecked warhead

Coconut oil or aloe gel

What will tame this living hell

Perhaps a glass of Zinfandel

Any cure, I'd surely try

My throat parched, lips dry

I won't, but feel like I'll die

Drinking water one by one

Cursing out the golden sun

Blaming it for crimping my fun

Time will pass as I heal

The nagging itch, ugly peel

Soaking in the tub of oatmeal

Back to scratch, my skin still white

Finally able to sleep at night

Realizing that I'll be alright

Weeks pass and the sun is high

Perhaps I'll give tanning another try

This time careful, so I don't fry














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    Ralph Schwartz 19 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    It's still reminding me of my error in judgment...he he he

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    Gypsy Rose Lee 19 months ago from Riga, Latvia

    A brilliant poem. That looks painful. Ever since I discovered that I could no long tolerate direct heat I have purchase a sun umbrella. In the summer when I go out to enjoy the weather I sit under my umbrella.

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    Ralph Schwartz 19 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    Nice..raw, I like it. I guess this is one everybody can relate to colorfulone, we've all had one of those moments.

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    Susie Lehto 19 months ago from Minnesota

    Ouch, that brings back the memory of when I fried in the sun at an open-air concert. Never again have I fried like that again. A poem I can relate to well...it is so raw.

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    Ralph Schwartz 19 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    Jodah - thanks for the compliment - Fortunately it looks worse than it feels

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    Ralph Schwartz 19 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

    Thanks brother - I'm still dealing with a few issues mainly with my wrist which is still "under evaluation" otherwise feeling like myself again mostly. Of course, that just meant I decided to get some yard work done with no shirt on over the weekend - my idea of getting a little sun seemed to go awry, but at least it inspired a poem....so not a total loss.

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    John Hansen 19 months ago from Queensland Australia

    Ouch! It has been a long time since I suffered sunburn....but reading your poem and seeing the photo certainly brought back the pain and discomfort, Ralph. Well written poetry.

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    manatita44 19 months ago from london

    Great even brilliant poem! Interesting things seem to have to you. Have you recovered from the accident? You seem to have an incredibly strong will. Go easy.

    Wonderful flow of poetry!