Short Mercurial Poems
Short Mercurial Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mercurial by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mercurial by length and keyword.
Mercurial freedom
Beyond sexuality
Love trumping weakness
—truth beyond lies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
Agent Orange
Tinging lush, green foliage
Breath-taking shadow
Swallows mercurial moon
Invisible orb hovers
October 11, 2012
effervescent ghost
mercurial movements
graveyard haunting
seen by only one
she pretended not to see it
blocking the message
never a quitter ,
the boundlessness ballerina
is spunky and trusting
with mercurial will .
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 10–16, 2026)
A fragile vase, a volcano's wonder,
Mercurial temper, brewing like thunder.
Herpetic in nature, a painful key,
A brief sabbatical, one's only remedy.
Your fascinating disposition,
My narcotic fixation.
You’re a mystical enigma,
A kryptonic ataxia.
My peculiar constitution,
A mercurial condemnation..
Form:
Mercurial Freddie, quicksilver
he was-- beautiful enough
to give you pause. Who
is the fairest of them all? He
of the life size poster on
my bedroom wall.
'Tis said that Mercury is in retrograde.
Is it just an astrophysical charade —
An illusory cosmic joke being played?
Is the wee beggar's energy bill unpaid?
delve
into aether
trusting
mercurial
boundlessness
unifoliate sissoo
in the loess
reclamation
is a hieroglyph
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 10–16, 2026)
Perfect, we met on Cupid’s day;
but for mercurial horseplay
of the limbo bar.
Marriage tested with high-low games.
Imperfectly, we match; two flames -
and yet here we are.
Gemini
the twins
mercurial
creative
wildly enthusiastic
my identical twin and I
both dancing to our own flutes
born in May
living up to our star sign
in opposite directions
ill
sick
diseased
ill-behaved
naughty
wild
untamed
untethered
ill-defined
one-of-a-kind
chameleon
mercurial
Renaissance brain
cannot be categorized
Illuminated
Certainly not ill
Mercurial, mischievous minx
Amphibious air swirling in turquoise tang
Ribald thief of restrained relief
Capricious caress in cobalt clouds
Hale blown heather tickles the daffodils' flaxen dress.
3/01/19
Infidelity (Naani Form)
When Love, in mercurial flight forsakes
The heart that it once cherished
Tears that flow leave
Vows and rings...tarnished.
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Cynthia Buhain Baello
Composed June 25,2009
Philippines
I am deaf to words
That should come
From an addled brain
And mercurial soul
words came and words went
But the page remains blank
no words fell from pensive hands
this is the poem that
I will never write
number thirteen, the angel number
reminding me my guides are here
advising, blessing, warning of dangers
bringing me high energy, dexterity, mercurial quickness
insuring my creativity, resilience and flexibility
number thirteen
Darker seams regally gleam
Sea's turquoise waves glow
Tanned bodies in shadows bask
Neon boards surf strew
Mercurial strobe
Sky's coppertone beams hover
Moon's palling pale globe
Wonder of Dusk contest
October 3, 2012
Stephen Parker
Wildflower in bloom.
Mercurial swoon.
Under mid summer's moon.
Lunar contrast.
On earth toned skin.
Painted us azure.
As souls stirred within.
We owned it.
If only for that moment.
Lamented in time.
As life follows no design.
Tributaries of thought become rivers
which run deep...and slowly;
rapid...and passionately,
until their confluence becomes
one infinitely miscible flow
--dynamic, yet less mercurial,
because their width and depth
are too immense to easily
dilute
Never at rest, ever restive
like shifting sands of the desert,
my mind is
a labyrinth of quagmires and booby traps,
you step on it
and you’ll either be sucked in
or blown to smithereens…
Going in is a child’s play
Coming out—
A gauntlet run!
Lenora a delicate lunar soul
Mercurial, magical, mystically sound
She appears in my dreams, showing a kindness
Unheard of on earth, or in heavenly realms
Lenora, a beauty who prances forth in the dreams of men
And entices women to become better than they were yesterday
Violet frequency.
Blurred in mercurial blue.
Prosed in my mind.
Remained your secrets in a verdant hue.
Ardent and warm...
I was held in your celestial arms.
Ardent and warm...
I was departed and unborn.
From a world unfree.
And hearts of scorn.
born end of May
she is mercurial
dances like a pixie
fights like a pirate queen
loves like a tiger
her words are effervescent
her presence is welcome everywhere
she is clever, cunning, wholesome
some are frightened of her enthusiasm
joy exudes from her pores
she is Gemini
A nuisance of echoes
a state resonates with
I don't know whether it
is nothing
claiming too to bake
cakes
listen now to masquerades
repeating nightmares gossips
as some things
those too impersonating
the world's times
on clocks
ahh! they make noise
perhaps to reap heaps.
She was mercurial
moving swiftly and purposefuly
Elusive and clever
her wit was bottomless
the quintessential Gemini woman
no one could capture, edit or disillusion her
she was imaginative and fun
She had concrete ideals
the dragon was her power animal
guarding her chameleon mind