Short Short Fuse Poems

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Premium Member Who's Bruise Bt

Frosty short fuse

Santa's muse stunk 

That's news, he said

12/9/2020



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Premium Member - Short Fuse -

                                  Consider a smarter analysis
                            - loveliness immortal with a squeeze

                                     If you have a short fuse
                                            - learn to lose
Form: Epigram

Warning About Fireworks

Rockets flare in brilliant aerial display
Lighting the night as though were day
Roman candles fired at the moon
       A celebration ended too soon

Like fireworks that light up the eyes
excitement and love fizzles and dies
There's danger in holding a short fuse
       Fingers and heart you may lose
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Ready To Explode

Sooner of later, he will pay his dues. That temper of his has a very short fuse. Don't you hear that clock ticking away? Something will make him explode some day. Before he does, we had better run. The slightest thing will make him come undone. Inspired by another member's poem

Premium Member Jane's Bane

Jane was renown for her very short fuse

   'Specially when she was sozzled with booze

      She relished a barroom brawl

         And took on any and all

            With whomever she had divergent views

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Placed No. 5 in John Freeman's "Slapstick Limerick" Contest - March 2011
Form: Limerick


Short Fuse

Short Fuse It’s not the way it works when I go down I go down hard it hurts to hit the bottom it reprimands me I hear your voice but can hardly make a choice so please burn the poems if they injure you don’t be swept away by fire that seared me when I was young wrecking golden days driving me to write in the heat of the moment © Kim van Breda—20 December 2014

Premium Member These Redneck Guys In Georgia

I’m not a redneck, but in Georgia I attract them like flies.
They all have the best pickup truck that money can buy.
With heavy southern accents, they lay their line on thick.
Calling me honey and sweetie, which is refreshing to this city chick.

I don’t need a lot of money from the guy I choose,
I only ask for love and respect, and no short fuse.
I’m looking for someone to make my passion ignite when we kiss,
So these redneck guys in Georgia, I will not dismiss.
Form: Rhyme

Brain Scan

Brain Scan


Diseased dined flu, thoughts rest rain in me,
every storm conceivable my forecasted mentality.

Never quiet, sins confusion wicked wits in use,
short fuse still burning, hot, tempered, amuse.

Brass plaqued new found theory of awarded frustration,
me the unsolved mystery, brilliance guiding madness to temptation.

Complete control over incom[plete thoughts that run astray,
ego-statistically humbled but it's impossible that, I, only think this way...
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Santa's Covid Glitch

Santa the Sinner crossed the Covid line, With PPE rules he did not comply. Cookies and milk were swapped, his ample appetizer, He gobbled up the mask and drank the sanitizer! For reckless misdemeanor he was fined. At that point poor Santa’s short fuse blew, Pandemic? Global? Covid? What! Says WHO? I ran present production all year from dusk to dawn, The ones you truly wish for, not bought on Amazon! No crazy Covid protocols I knew! December 7, 2020
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Between Bill and Me

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if i were an invisible hood
a flight to Washington is my mood
i'd sneak into Bill Gates
snatch his billion crates
and snoop on secrets hushed by rich brood


how he snores, bathes, and blows his short fuse
a fly i’ll be primed for TIME’s scoop news
my bank book will swell
interviews I’ll tell
if Bill’s guards won’t sniff my stinking booze 


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(( for Michael Falotico's "  A Fly on the Wall" Contest))
Form: Limerick

Shameful Abuse

I Wasn't Put in this World
For You to Hurt and Abuse
I Know I'm Here for a Reason
But It's Not to Ignite Your Short Fuse

You Say You Love Me So Much
And Without Me You Have No Life
Well, Something You Should Understand
I Am Not the Enemy I Am Your Wife

You Love Me for Awhile,
Then Something Changes Inside
Your Personality Becomes Ugly
Causing Hurt I Can't Abide

But Mark My Words for Reference
Please Mark Them Very Well
The Day Will Surely Come
When I Say.."You Go Straight to Hell"
Form: Rhyme

Shut It

A stitch in time saves nine
Doctors and nurses all around him
Maintaining his pulse above the flat line
The vodka got his tongue loose
Dissing the bouncer who was way bigger
Too bad he had a short fuse
And beat the drunk up like John Cena





 ( this is based on a true story, i had a friend who felt like he owned the club whenever he was high and one day he run his mouth to a bouncer who had a temper and he knocked his lights out, if you are having fun don't cross other people's boundaries)

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