Hazy Poems | Examples

Premium Member Hazy

I found myself in Japan,
somewhere on a highwire-bridge,
balancing two feet in a haze.

More than two feet above the solid ground, way up high.
My eyes dart to and fro. Where I started from, I don’t know.
In a country, not my own. Travelling with eyes shut.

I’m with someone - my spouse?
In a dream with forgotten baggage,
it seems - do I remember this clearly?

Clearly not, as I’m told to roll over,
and by the way I pressed the snooze
button half an hour ago, or

I’d not progressed over that bridge without rails and eyes.
Somewhere in Japan - having no idea where I am.
I woke up thirty minutes later, back at home.

I roll out of bed, instead of onto my side,
pushing the sheets, pillows, my spouse
aside for the coffee cup, wondering why

I remember this dream where I left my feet and my eyes.
Is there really a bridge of this sort - how can I find it?
Where did I leave my baggage? Back at home with all my clothes?

Who needs more clothes when you are who knows where?
My mind seems topsy-turvy, as if I’m three sheets to the wind.
It is not a puzzle worth solving; stirring cream in coffee. The end.

a hazy perspective and the need for clarity

I have no sense of time,
the pride from my accomplishments  
is as null as the concept of permanence,  
besides the fog —  
seeping into my mind  
as deep as the proverbial soul within me.  

in the mist of what is left of myself,  
the only depth i can catch is lost —
lost recognition.


Summer smashes Spring

Summer smashes into Spring with violent heat that leaves the air in a hazy daze.  All of the tender, green rain-draped brilliance of young foliage giving way to the drab, sunbaked drowsy green that swelters and gasps for rain all through Earth's yearly simmering.  Boiling and drying in invisible and malicious rays, all green tends to brown and lush tends to shrivelled.  And so shall oppressive the weight of this season be.  Yet, Autumn comes.

Premium Member 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 Mention 2025

Premium Member Hazy Don’t Faze Me

I catch junk with a stick
Whip it like batter
Make it thick

Set it firm in an oven brick
A sleight-of-hand trick
Flipping a well-rehearsed schtick
Pulling it out of the fire quick

Cool…then plate with a crispy breadstick
Sink your teeth in…taste the kick
A feast of rhyme…a bold remix
Juicy lyrics on a drumstick


Premium Member a hazy moon

a hazy moon
hangs low tonight
~ sweet midnight song



AP: 1st place 2025
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Hazy Shade Memories

Written: May 03, 2024

                       ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Isolated each aspect—bereft of any link,
An ambrosian aura encircles an empty clink.

Lenses produce rippling prisms out of embrace,
They glide through a quivering mind—arcane case.

Someone has trapped an aura in an optical hall,
Awareness is molded by external gaze—it recalls.

Whispers of sunshine and shade intertwined,
Cast shadows and advise on edges—undermined.

Memories faded into a sepia hue—silence now,
The howling gusts serve as audible avows.

This ancient wind originates from the past,
Weighed down by sorrow—of dwindling cast.

Smiles in darkness—as tongues held quiet,
Time is ethereal, and memories are defiant.

A sepia-hued whisper-echo beckons me,
An aureate beleaguer core is to foresee.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member a hazy full moon sighs

A hazy full moon sighs
As poets search
For her beauty
Lose it in
Syllabic paralysis
Stuttered
Alliteration
Conjures up images
Stolen
From magazine covers
A barn owl
Cherishes
Her shadows
Wolf eyes
Reflect her gaze
A silent lake
Swallows her
Apparition
As frogs
Recite
Her poetry

Premium Member Hazy Horizon

Hazy Horizon
David J Walker

The terrible annual winds
That condemns
The lusty Prairie Floor
On a gusty Spring Day
In a dusty Remembrance 
Of Youth
And what might be left of a Truth
We once prayed for 
And what is left is all the more
The Hope of a Hazy Horizon 

Sail the Unkept Sea 
Of secrets unforeseen
Dream of dreams undreamt 
Of failed obtuse lament  
And childish sentiment
That were but are no more
The Hope of a Hazy Horizon
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member In the Hazy Light

Variegated streaks
criss-crossing,
soothing lavender
then fiery maroon,
with belts of amber
in between. 

Slate blue bluffs
catch the sun before it lands,
dipping into the rippling orange
of the mottled lake.

The pitch black pines are still,
passed the rusty mesh
of a rickety screen door.
Our eyes were fixed
up to the moment
your coppered profile 
became shadow, 
and I could see you no more
in the hazy light.

It's All a Little Hazy

Walking in a haze of sadness 
My heart feels heavy, shattered 
Echoes of memories, once so bright 
Now dimmed by the shadows of the night 

Tears fill my eyes, but I push them down 
I must be strong, I must not drown 
But oh, the weight of this despair 
Is too much for me to bear 

A glimmer of hope, a spark of light 
Seems like a distant dream, out of sight 
But still, I walk, step by step 
Hoping that someday, my heart will forget 

Forget the pain, forget the hurt 
And remember the love, the joy, the worth 
For in this haze of sadness 
I seek redemption and happiness.

Hazy Happiness

Balloons are beautiful and light.

Without grip, always high in the sky.

That’s what happiness to some.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Hazy

Long days gone hazy
Maybe due to my crazy
I see deep into my mind
Where nobody else will find
A place of memories gone so wild
Some are of me as a child
For these memories I don't care
Back then life was not so fair
Memories are the ghosts of the past
None of them days went very fast
Time does not heal
These memories I feel
Lost in the echoes of a childs tears
At times ,I still feel my fears
Who was the lost boy I see
Can that truly be me
Memories dimmed by times gone by
At times I still feel the need to cry
days best forgotten, my childhood
Memories of a child that 
 understood
Love, even then ,meant pain 
Dragons ,his mind has  long since slain
Trying to bring peace to a child lost inside
In my mind he still does reside
Healing scars of a long wounded soul 
Finding peace the only goal
bringing peace to the boy in my mind
Maybe this memories left behind
Will help the man, he is to be 
So that he too, will be free
Form: Rhyme

Driving Miss Hazy

Occasionally I drive her to the theater
if there is a revival of an old musical,
a matinee performance obviously.

She's a sundowner
when evening approaches
she turns into a child
and has no other memories
of a further long life.

After the show
driving back to the residential home
she is complaining.
Turns out she had no memory
of the musical 'West Side Story'
and it felt "so unnecessary."

Not sure what she meant.
"Does my mom know you took me
to a show like that?"
She herself is all of 83.

Now she's got me feeling like some kind of
weirdo-pervert.
I tell her I was misled
that I thought the show would be
a remake of 'Snow White.'

She likes Snow White.

Premium Member Hazy Days

Why
can I
not
focus?
Everything
distracts
me,
it seems.
Playing all
options out in
my mind, stuck
between
two
extremes.
If only
I could
just
close my
eyes…

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a Waltz Wave: 1:2:1:2:3:2:1:2:3:4:3:2:1:2:3:2:1:2:1

just trying something out on a sleepless night, no worries :-)
Form: Other

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