Quotes about fickle, page 10

I learned in the last few years that it's really unhappy and really unsustainable to try and base your well being on something as arbitrary as record sale and critical acclaim and the interests of the public. All of those things are so fickle. So my approach now to music is I want to make records that I love, and I hope that other people love them, then that's OK.
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Lack of Vision
A nature walk
late in the year
left me thinking I should've known better
than to beleive I had nothing to fear
from the fickle northern weather -
My glasses
covered with rain drops
protect my eyes
while looking up for tops
amongst the distant skies -
All the same
the grand view I long to see
fails to show...
the rain doesn't bother me,
I just can't see past all the falling snow!
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Poem About Process And Progress
for Haruko
Hey Baby you betta
hurry it up!
Because
since you went totally
off
I seen a full moon
I seen a half moon
I seen a quarter moon
I seen no moon whatsoever!
I seen a equinox
I seen a solstice
I seen Mars and Venus on a line
I seen a mess a fickle stars
and lately
I seen this new kind a luva
on an' off the telephone
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poem by June Jordan
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References - Acrostic Sonnet
Truth: an anachronistic
Reflection, quickly passes.
It seems Man needs new glasses.
Proof: - just the optimistic
Tells himself the farce is
Heaven inspired. Catharsis
Risky is. Antagonistic,
Open mind soon bypasses
Untenable ideas. Grasses
Greener, more idealistic,
Hope encourage. Sparse is
Life, a fickle garce is!
Intuitions mystic,
From crown to tip of tarsus
Entertain the thinking classes.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Lie turns black
When a lie turns
Cold, black and colourless
It shakes you, brakes you
Takes, you to your sell.
Cutting you in shred
A lie is not a relief
A cover up to only you
The one who’s afraid and lost in their own imprisonment
Selfish, juvenile and unworthy of sympathy
Faking, and ill mannered
You’re redeemed
Priceless character.
Your fickle and you know it
So why don’t you just show it?
poem by Noorie Ali
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Us Potes
Swift was sweet on Stella;
Poe had his Lenore;
Burns' fancy turned to Nancy
And a dozen more.
Poe was quite a trifler;
Goldsmith was a case;
Byron'd flirt with any skirt
From Liverpool to Thrace.
Sheridan philandered;
Shelley, Keats, and Moore
All were there with some affair
Far from lit'rachoor.
Fickle is the heart of
Each immortal bard.
Mine alone is made of stone-
Gotta work too hard.
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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The Flitting Things
be reminded again
on the fluidity of our affairs
look at my body
this is a boat carrying
my spirit
to the other side of
this island
this earth is another
ball
that our hands have taken
hold
on a fickle play
what is this place?
we kneel
most of the times to
feel nothing
but sand and hear nothing
but the songs of
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fashion Follower Changelings
There are possessive in people
who collect trendy set people
like brew stock fashion flavours
of the promotion theme month
suddenly one assessment day
collectibles are so last year
fickle spot light chess chasers
out of here will shift disappear
time to get a new one new orbit sun
always creating next theme exhibit
la la la la plan next spot set paste piece
serious set fashion follower changelings
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Love's Menu: Pommes de Terre Frites
Fried potatoes is a dish
Good as any one could wish:
Cheap it is, and appetizing;
Turn a saint to gormandizing:
Good and cheap and tasty too,
Just the thing for Love's Menu.
Love is dainty, and his food,
Even though common, must be good:
Love hath little to disburse,
So his fare must fit his purse:
Love hath fickle appetite,
We his palate must invite:
Crisp and hot, the price a sou,
Fried Potatoes, Love's Menu.
poem by William Gay
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Fly Swiftly Away
Fly swiftly away
From Love's tender snare
For the net there will lay
Deep affections and care
Seducing your emotions
Blinding sound Reason
Swaying your Decisions
With enchanting Persuasion.
Fly swiftly away
Spare yourself pain
When the sweetness shall mellow
And Departure comes again
Fickle promises break
As the Love grows out cold
'Goodbyes' you have to take
A sad heart you will hold.
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poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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