Short Fickle Poems

Short Fickle Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fickle by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fickle by length and keyword.


Premium Member Smoke Signals

high through jagged pines 
spiraling up towards the sky
smoke from our cabin
indicating the changing
fickle Indian summer
Form: Tanka


All Is Fair

His heart walked out the door
it couldn’t take any more
of the affliction.
His fickle addiction
to love, or was it war?
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Vengeful Vogon Kitchen Ku

sieve sifting slight blight 
       fickle fact lung flung gargon ~

                choking chipotle




05.24.2020

Rainbows

RAINBOWS



Take your breath those colors fickle
In a  curving stroke of His wand
Rainbows are a miracle
From God’s creating hand
Form: Verse

Premium Member Divine paradox

Focus fickle, energy leaks;
dark thought clouds are released.
If we be he our presence seeks,
which demon needs to be appeased?
Form: Grook


Flights of Fancy

She was a frequent flier
of the flights of fancy and
her life was often left to
the fickle finger of fate.

ALesiach © 9/30/2015

Premium Member Destiny - C

Fate's fickle fingers frequently foist frustration and fortune 'fore us ----------------- (C) John C Michaels, 2014

Fickle Freckle

The wife never wears a bra
Which seems to fill men with awe
They come and they go
Yet she does not know
Not one of them see a flaw!
Form: Limerick

Change

The lake by which we watched the sunset has dried up.
so has our promises.
Fickle is the game of heart
more so is the wind of change.
© Nova Teji  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member April

APRIL

a long time coming
she is rosy cheeked and chill
breath quite treacherous
fickle april of my dreams
fondest promise unfulfilled
Form: Tanka

Premium Member The Light Flickers

if granted a boon
to have object of desire
seeking nothing else
holding thus our attention ...
fickle proves our devotion

13-May-2021
Form: Tanka

Mysteries of Time

Time always tells the same story:
That time flies, and love is fickle
And life is time, light, passing.
 time comes, but it never returns..
Form: Quatrain

Red Hearts and Fickle People

One can't go up to the ladies
And say, "Let's go and make babies!"
When she's on the pill
He's over the hill
And drooling indicates rabies!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member 'fickle Me'

each year the same tale be a little less fickle one day is one day
©151220111800 *will have to see if this works in 2012* ;)
Form: Haiku

Nickel-O-De-In

A lady well known to be fickle
Was left all alone with a pickle
To her great delight
She found out that night
How a nickel pickle can tickle!
Form: Limerick

Once Was a Poet

There once was a poet
though he didn't really know it
his words fickle but rhymed fluently
as he nickel and dimed smoothly
Too bad he blew it.
Form: Limerick

Which Is It?

Is the heart material 
or has materialism taken over the heart. 
Are we fickle because of modernisation 
or has modernisation taken over our souls?

Silent Confessions

My mind is overcome
Words I crave
Yet cannot give
Your attention fickle
Mine constant, unyielding
I would give the world
For you to look upon me

Beyond the Body

Bodies can be fragile, fickle things. 
Fearful of what the future may bring. 
A pretty face may be fine in bed
If behind the face, you know the head.
© Joe Murphy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Fickle Heart

Firmly the bridles of a fickle heart should be held by loyalty, if we wish love to grow!








(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
       24 August 2016
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Donald Duck

One day fickle Donald Duck
was down on his luck
he chewed on a juicy hot chili
forgot quickly about his melancholy



AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Form: Clerihew

Nitpicky Treat

Pickles in jars both sour and sweet,
Tickle, fancy of all you meet.
Different shapes to see.
This means nothing to me.
Fickle pickles tickle complete.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Zen mode

we are astonished 
at use of labels
assigned to domains
imaginary yet sought after
by fickle desire
of deluded hearts

nonchalance yawns
and moves on

Premium Member Ulladu Narpadu Addendum 120

to abide in the truth hold firm resolve
assigning no grade to how we evolve
mindful not to be swayed by fickle fate
shining as the light that does not abate
Form: Quatrain

Fickle Friend

I miss her still - although our friendship died;
she doesn't know (or care) how much I've cried.


written 25th October for Regina's From the Heart contest
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

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