Short Foolhardy Poems

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


Premium Member do not text and drive

Foolhardy sixteen-year-old driver Jay
Risked his life to show off for a friend
Felt invincible every single given day
Until his life came to a crashing end
car
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Darling Adventure - a Didactic Cinquain

Darling Adventure - A Didactic Cinquain

Daring, exhilarating
Romancing, adventing, voyaging
Ever so foolhardy
Risk

8/8/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Form: Didactic

Premium Member Foolhardy Flim Flam Man

Convivial convict corrected coquettish cop
Deliberately daring her other shoe to drop
Energetically engaging her to listen to him
Frisky foolhardy flim-flam-man with extra flim.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Third Party Candidate

You can run for office with a third party. Most people will say that is not where it’s at. Any attempt will be almost foolhardy. You must be Republican or Democrat.

Premium Member Adventure - a Didactic Cinquain

Adventure - A Didactic Cinquain



Adventure
Freebooting, foolhardy
Fantasying, voyaging, tethering
Ever so imagined
Gamble

2/3/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Form: Didactic


Get Along

Why can't we all just get along

Is it because some simply cannot comprehend 

We are all different with opposing views and seperate lives

And the foolhardy in us

Just won't let us be

Even when we disagree

Premium Member World Crises

World Crises Miracle Man 6-8-2022 In times of crisis the foolhardy question, has God abandoned us, on this road we trod? Quite the contrary, its man’s transgression, and he, who has turned his back on God.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member To Be Or Not To Be

FOOLHARDY
free
to
follow-
or deny
then to wonder why

               JEOPARDY
free
to
follow-
much to late
then,to wonder why

              ECSTASY
free
to
follow-
in rapture
then,with wonder cry

Inspired by John 8:33-36
Form: Fibonacci

Daydream

I mused, foolhardy. I messed around
With sentiment attached to place.
Now soul makes off with my faculties!
Essence parts with my name and face!

Down the otway's surge of tranquil-sipped
Memories, fern-chilled; into the bay
Apollo, as alluvial gold
Which flow. Whence comes then my dismay?
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Verse Freed To String

TO BE OR NOT TO BE
               FOOLHARDY
free
to
follow-
or deny
then to wonder why

               JEOPARDY
free
to
follow-
much to late
then,to wonder why

              ECSTASY
free
to
follow-
in rapture
then,with wonder cry

Inspired by John 8:33-36
          
          
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009
Form: Fibonacci

Premium Member Czar and His Fawning Sycophants

The Czar’s happily fawning sycophants,
Threw flattery onto him like a cloak.
Marched in his rallies like S.S. ants.
Lackeys, bootlicks, and lickspittles. Ain’t no joke!

Surrounded him with compliments and affection.
Foolhardy Emperor was so incredibly pleased no doubt.
Incredulously thought he had won the election!
Until he sneezed and a four-year-old called him out.

Leprosy

Leprosy  

Foolhardy blight that languishes in a musosal drop
Transmitted to the genetically predisposed
That causes dermal cells to mutate
With its tubercle relative to sympathize
Slow surface lesions manifest
And the host begins to realize
Its ancient punishment from the gods
Singled out to be excluded
In colonies for those alike
As microbacterium leprae proceeds to colonize

Wish Upon a Star

Why try to catch a falling star?
At best, it’s a foolhardy notion,
I rather stand in front of a car
Crawl up to the highest peak
Sail the seas and Atlantis I seek 
And set the clock of fate in motion,
Or cower behind a lie, frail and meek
And drink myself silly in a bar!


~A Brian Strand 'rime me' contest

~One specific rhyme scheme:
A/B/A/C/C/B/C/A contest by Laura Loo
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Morning Thoughts

Morning Thoughts Written: by Tom Wright 5/14/2016 Sifting through the ashes of time, I brush against antiquated memories & unspoken words. Words which were intended but lacked impetus; I come across faces I can’t recall, And find myself perplexed on why they exist. Age has placed a barrier that separates me, Leaving me to feel like a foolhardy visitor in my past;
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Not For the Finicky Or Fainthearted

My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the
finicky or fainthearted. 
I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face
flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible. 
With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic
fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.

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Premium Member The Fs Have It

fondue's folksy fiendish foolish fiery Phoebe
fondly followed foppish fish foraging fibster Fee
ferocious foggy falls focus folklore fancy-free
fifty-fifty finnish fish foisted fiddle faddle fantasy
foolhardy footprint festered foofaraw foxy
feuding French fowls feverishly fighting fibster fee
fortunate footstools fostered finished folksy Phoebe
folly of finding feverishly fertile f-words is forever up to me.

Premium Member Windsong

Briny tis vast bethrong
Balsam swept windsong
Droplets align brusque seas
Sailors beware perilous lees

Fickle fathoms she weeps
Discorded notion steeps
Coquet tempest squall 
Bounden to celestial call

Sail me matey, harness rein
Envious tis sodden domain
Cast to enchanted sea
Foolhardy, thou may be

Hasten to landlubber true
By chance nary pines you
Submerged in foamy cascade
 Seawaters tis possessive maid
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Unsupervised Stop Sign

The lure of the inky depths
of the dark web...
too much temptation
for innocents out for a good time

Were they foolhardy 
or simply naïve
sadly for them
unsupervised 
there was no stop sign

I guess they couldn’t resist
the attraction of illicit drugs
posted through their door
by an unsuspecting mail man

Grieving parents
still mourn the loss
of two beloved sons
Their final resting place
an ice cold mortuary slab

Premium Member The Strait and Narrow

The Strait & Narrow 6-23-2016 Some spent adolescence in foolhardy thought, then observing the sun setting on advanced days. Thinking they could handle whatever life brought, but seeing at the end it isn’t the fiddler who pays. So hold head a little higher, don’t cross the line, for mistakes we’ve made we’ll be held accountable. Take the high road, trust God, and you’ll do fine, in trusting God, everything, becomes surmountable.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Electoral Participation

When the monopoly game rings out
Who stands stubborn pushing their clout?
Where does reality bounce?
On the chessboard of hope and change
Taxes rearranged, fiat shuffling

Help the sick and needy
The court jester needs buffering
I'm calling the foolhardy bluff
That redistricts citizen electioneering
The jibe is up
Career politicians dancing with time
While TV auctions stamp the mind
We must participate
In the creation of our own lives
Hatchet the grid that chants otherwise

Where Else Will We Go

WHERE ELSE WILL WE GO

When the influx of love drizzles
But vapourize in blazing sun
Fleeing from hinterland
An errant boy brings irrversible
Crystalline flesh of life
Latecomers by plight
Where shall we hide the flame,
Kept in heart, our children
Peep out breaking the shell
Haphazard step to culpable air
Freeze, no more foolhardy steps
Rush to preserve the flame 
Before it get strangled in cool shores
Laced with foamy salt of life.

What else shall we do ?
Where else will we go ?

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