Ambiguity Poems

GOOD-BYE

Good-bye…
Simply a word?
What essence is encased
Within this single utterance?
The alchemy of optimism?
The enigma of uncertainty?

Good-bye…
A blend of hope and the unseen?
Fracturing moments of farewell?
Aromatic vows dissipating
In the fluxes of fate?
The chiaroscuro of existence?

Good-bye…
A poet's silent elegy
Where love, loss, and longing
Converge and dissolve?
A kaleidoscope of emotions, promises
Distilled into a single breath?

Good-bye…

Between The Lines - excerpt

Stirred.
Blurred.
Deferred.

A haze of thoughts.
In the raw.
Unprocessed unpolished.
Ethereal feral.
Impulses really.

I might drown.
A sea of ambiguity.
Random content
in my private universe.

At times, I want to scream and be heard.
But all in time that can’t be rushed ~




Excerpt from Collaboration with Kirk Tierney, based on my poem 'Writing Is How I Connect'/ Painting by Suzanne Van Bebber 

AP: Honorable

Ambiguity

A river's flow, a double tide 
With mirrored banks, where truths reside.

One current whisper, secrets deep 
The other sings, a lullaby to sleep.

The water's edge, a blurred terrain 
Where meaning shifts, and forms again.

Two worlds collide, in the misty haze 
A mirrored dance, in wordless ways.

Secrets whispered truths revealed 
In the dance, the river's story

Perfectly intact

I plead insanity.
By now I should have learned.
Happiness is not for me.
I'm here to get burned.

It's so melodic.
My heart drums a sullen beat.
A tempo so despotic.
Victory song of self defeat.

I'm Insufferable.
Thus should suffer being weak.
Designed irreparable.
Another fix is all I seek. 

It's narcotic.
Now it wears my skin.
Discordant harmonic.
Bound to kill me from within.

I fill the

When Death Stopped for Me

Because I could not escape from Life –  
It rudely dragged me forth –  
The chaos swirled, consuming all –  
And Oblivion, my worth.

We raced through days – no time to rest –  
And I, a frantic pawn –  
My dreams and hopes, discarded, lost –  
For Life's relentless

Ambiguity

I
The Formless emanates forms
One is many ... Things
Spirit is Living Word
Hiding me under Wings

II
Brahma and Atma, Unity
Despite all the diversity
Do not dismiss Ambiguity
For Father, Son, Spirit-Holy 

III
No time, beyond space
Faceless, Face of Grace
Immaterial with material body
Wave and Ocean simultaneously

A Summer Midnight's Dream

The devil asked me
Where're you going to join
The minority or the majority
I said the right side
The devil asked me again
Which is the right side 
The majority or the minority
I repeated the same answer
The right side of course
The devil said why are you so stupid
I said I came from a world of ambiguity,confusion and hegemony
Th devil

As Mother's Day Winds Down, Cheering Sad Ones

I
I must have TEA
Must have been in a state
Mississippi
Must have sipped stale TEA
WENT TO HorsePetal
Flowery Hospital
Recovered Nicely
Re-covered 
Doctored prescribed wisely

II
Missus Have TEA
Tennis T anyone
Yes Tennessee -
If Miss Sippy
Wore her New Jersey
What did Dellswear?
Go to ALASKA

Ambiguity

There is no critical mass for ambiguity.
At this time, we are ahead of ourselves
so we must constantly check our watches,
and pause whatever we are doing regularly
in order to catch up.
Ambiguous margins have shifted
and that which was once out of sight
is almost here, we can see it,
through a peep-hole of now.
Don’t look away,
keep watching this space.

Ambiguity

There is no critical mass for ambiguity.
At this time, we are ahead of ourselves
so we must constantly check our watches,
and pause whatever we are doing regularly
in order to catch up.
Ambiguous margins have shifted
and that which was once out of sight
is almost here, we can see it,
through a peep-hole of now.
Don’t look away,
keep watching this space.

Madam Ambiguity

When a woman will, she won’t, 
And when she won’t, she will.
She’ll make you sit and wait 
As though your time were hers to kill.
And if you get impatient,
You’ll be waiting for her still.
Then, if she does, she’ll change her mind 
And nag you till you’re ill.
When a woman will, she won’t, 
And when she

Ambiguity

I feel her touch 
in the paradox of passion
her love my completeness
yet still I am broken
desire and fear combine 
and I close my mind
to drown in the molten silver
of fantasy and illusion
in the wild wilderness
where I am free to be
escaping the hate
the self-loathing
that is my reality

Ambiguity Effect Poetic Form :: Gwawdodyn

Ambiguity Effect
(Gwawdodyn)

First Version

People tend to select the options 
where chance of favourable actions
are known; over an option with unknown
choice of a good outcome with cautions.
~x~x~
Second Version

People tend to select the options 
where chance of favourable actions
are known; over an option for a good 
outcome with unknown choice with cautions.
~x~x~ >/center>

For the Possible Life of One Eleanor Rigby

Shoot me to death with pearls
or cut my throat with a diamond;
because I’m yours to have but not to hold.

But if I tell him I love him, 
then I’m at his mercy.

I just want to know if he could love 
me.

I don’t want a singer to croon this love away,
I don’t need a musician to

Ambiguity

Maybe you don't know what to say,
Because I know all the answers anyway,
But I don't like any of them either away,
Truth is, it's you I just can't forget, not even for a day.

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