Fiona Poems - Poems about Fiona

Four Leaf Clover Fiona

Four leaf clover Fiona was a lucky Irish lass
Boys asked her out, but she always took a pass
She had large goals, and wanted to get things done
Having six boy cousins, she knew they were not a lot of fun.

But some boys are truly special, her older sister said.
I am only seventeen, she said, don’t change

Categories: fiona, ireland,
Form: Rhyme

Fiona Interrupted

Lately I’ve kept thinking 
How you’re only late if you show up 
I don’t wanna be in someone else’s web of memories 
I don’t wanna be the guardian angel who returns from the heavenly gates 
And saves the lives of who he once befriended 
Cause why do I have to leave at all? 
Even though

Categories: fiona, break up, depression, emo,
Form: Free verse

Fiona

If you happen on a field of roses…swaying in the afternoon sun
It is often difficult to discover the individual beauty of each one.

Today I’d like to introduce you to one particular flower that I chose
with a name as beautiful as she is…it’s called the Fiona Rose.

I had the pleasure of officiating our son’s wedding…
which means

Categories: fiona, beauty,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Fiona Bonnie Heather Nairne

Fiona, fair beauty, fleet footed and fancy free,
Flits over the field,
Full of life and fun, a joy to see.
 
She’s my Bonnie canine, sweet and good,
Loving and loyal, a regal golden,
Her tail held high, 'til coursing the woods.
 
Wild is my Heather as her namesake flower on the hill,
Pursuing bunnies, squirrels and birds,
Though only for

Categories: fiona, best friend, dog, eulogy,
Form: Sonnet

Finn and Fiona

He thought that he had lost all his marbles on the crossing

The autumn tides had been huge and the currents strong


Mostly the aquamarine ones off track and abandoned

A bit like blue smarties excluded from the shiny packets

Forbidden colorants had lost their way into his life


Must have put them into one of the Nivea tins he

Categories: fiona, love,
Form: Free verse

Fiona Mutesi

Fiona mutesi
Will be queen of the world 
I remember
The king of katwe castling
His opponent's queen

Categories: fiona, africa,
Form: Tanka

Fiona In the Night

For Fiona Meyrick, poet and musician; a Petrarchan sonnet

Fiona, in the silence of the night
Sings songs of sorrow soft in minor key
That sigh above all formal melody
In cadences that dance like birds in flight
She rests within the dark, composing light
In subtle shades of sweet philosophy
Transposing on the stave a mystery
In spills of sound like ink

Categories: fiona, muse, music, mystery, night,
Form: Sonnet

Shrek and Fiona

Don't cry my dad, for your single tear is as deep as ocean of love,
Don't cry my mom, for your care is as pure as a dove.
Don't cry my brothers, as your company is all I ever require,
Don't cry my sisters, as your memories are all that I can aquire. 
Today I am not going

Categories: fiona, emotions, family, father, feelings,
Form: Light Verse

A Poem For a Purpose - By Fiona

Each poem must have a purpose;
Each verb, each certain noun, fawning adjective,
needs a place, a form, a hole, to fit.

Purple is not a word for a poem, it has no place.
"No rhyme?" say cat/rat/bat,
"Outrageous" say sebaceous/herbaceous.
So purple is resigned to prose.

Purple must have a partner, a pair, a comrade
To be worthy in the poem.
Everyword must

Categories: fiona, recovery from...
Form: I do not know?

Fiona

I first met Fiona at a Christmas party 
A beautiful woman in a young girl’s body
Fiona was far more mature than her years
And she chose me that night
Despite a host of more suitable suitors
And we danced into the night
Her firm body pressed against mine
Her intoxicating scent enveloping me
Arms clinging tightly to me
Her breath against my

Categories: fiona, love
Form: I do not know?