Short Folklore Poems
Short Folklore Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Folklore by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Folklore by length and keyword.
japanese folklore
sweet souls of the departed
gentle fireflies
african culture
fireflies are bad luck
such diversity
brazilian folklore
eyes of gossamer journey
large bird of strong core
warm heart of old witch's story
compassion and empathy
red mountain spirits
sacred beings sent to help
Apache people
the well-known trickster
coyote important too
in native folklore
Downs a gulp of beer
He treats us to another tall tale
Reviving the stuff of folklore
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
great-tailed grackle
struts across the wind-dried lawn
cackling secrets.
he squawks his madness
jibbering arcane folklore
for any to hear.
Down in the water a young boy saw,
Something surely taken from folklore.
It swam with a fin,
invited “Leap in!”,
and the child was seen nevermore.
It's Trick or Treak once more
Begging for sweet treats at the door
Halloween is here
Nothing to fear
Costumes are made up as folklore
O Vinegar Tom
your belly is long
your head is of ox
your body is dog
you live with a witch
do Devilish bids
you dance to her song
O Vinegar Tom
Philippine folklore amuses me
A shapeshifting ghost, an aswang you be
A fierce ghoul, not unlike a white vampire
Terrific tale to tell beside a new bonfire
Today is an American folk event
Unraveled by traditions and etiquette
Vixens ask men on a date
Women hoping to find a mate
Sadie Hawkins Day we celebrate
The Measure of A Leprechaun
Hi, my name is Sean.
I’m a wee, bitty Leprechaun.
I’m a creature of lore,
Only two foot four,
But my legend goes on and on!
fairy flowers fuss
fanciful fresco finesse ~
folklore fascinates
26th February 2023
For Charles Messina's "Alliterku" contest
Tír na nÓg - A Tragic Epic Saga
ye hear, of a leprechaun and a unicorn who met in a field’s corner
a he and she, she killed by a tree, when it fell he couldn’t warn her
Rainbows are for fairytales
Life does not grant such foolishness
Black and white, there are seldom grey areas
The palette is limited in its capabilities
Folklore painted the world a beautiful lie
Bowling, bowling, bowling
Hit the pins just right!
Bowling, bowling, bowling
Like a stick of dynamite!
Bowling, bowling, bowling
Get a real high score!
Bowing, bowling, bowling
Over 180 is folklore!
Form:
FAMILIUS-:-
boon
dear
bosom
watercolored
figures
a FAMILY GATHERS
real life
intimacy
rooted
adorned
naïve art
of the VAST BELIEVERS
painted
folklore
scene
portrait
resemblance
[paraphrase of a Svan folk song]
Tamar's mother said, "Tamar,
You were born fully grown.
Child, I saw you in a dream
I looked into the starlit sky and saw
That you were the village
And you were the world."
So
Very
Talented
Full of knowledge
Poetic words show
Flowing lines explaining
History and even more
Including folklore images
Details of love, mysteries results
Her words teach and inspire my muse and me.
It feels long ago.
When I first got to hold.
The tenderness of love so bold.
And I stored the folklore.
Should in case everything go.
That I may have memories of
gold.
Living on for eons, never seen
before.
Form:
Taylor Swift spins stories, her songbird-like sensations,
an underrated pop princess with poetical persuasions.
Her complex lyric lexicon, like a folklore luminary,
invites the listener to see themselves as a fellow visionary.
Slip through the cracks of the jungle,
Crawl onto the innocent,
Slither through the liquid,
Scaly snake of folklore tales.
Maim and kill the men,
Of which God made first,
They'll kill the Lion/Dragon,
Before the next verse.
Folklore drifts
past cobblestone
like ash.
Along High street,
I traipse through secrets,
foraging
ghosts in
Castle Rock’s
slate gaze.
I stir up
ancestors
to warm my spirit
as an Auld Reekie dawn
bares
its dented armor.
Don't eat the bear
and the bear won't eat you
Don't stomp on flowers
Don't spit on the dew
If you are a bad person
your life will worsen
But if you are good
then there's no need for cursin'
Yoi yoi la la la la yoi yoi la.
A dragon is not a dinosaur.
Those reptiles do not live anymore.
Saint George was a liar.
Dragons do not breathe fire.
That was all a product of folklore.
They’re extinct reptiles.
Larger than the ones today.
Dinosaurs are gone.
zesty ropedancer meaningfully hobnailed honeydew folklore evermore
myriad sunburn translocation sapiently mistaking your platypus
impious prognosticator gnaw mono recordbook thereabouts
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)