Short Fuzziness Poems
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Written by Gail DeBole
On November 8, 2025
Updated on Dec. 9, 2025
REM protectively flows out
Into Cryptic mental fuzziness.
May make no Immediate sense.
May make no sense for a lifetime.
While still providing a
Soft or harsh pillow to a
Human soul.
The picture is a window to another world
wide open, allowing me to gaze freely into
the distance,
getting lost in the warm blanket of fuzziness
that brings a smile to my face,
finding myself in a shelter from the cold
that blocks even the harshest wind
and withstands even the fiercest of storms.
Form:
There is a distinct fuzziness in her mind
Her dendrite highway is drying up, cracked like broken concrete.
Cloudy thinking keeps her off the path of clarity.
She dares not let the others know.
Wait!
They are also using drugs; perhaps they already know?
She breathes easier.
Happily lapsing into her final coma.
Dandelion puff clouds
tickle the air with their flossy flights.
Other weeds cannot fly
they are deeply rooted, their seeds
flop low.
Landscapers grind the ground grimly,
mowers grapple and growl
but the low gravity and the fluffy,
the wind-walking dandelions
sneeze up their fuzziness
and care not
as they ride the sky, their
high-flown wispy pedigrees
waving goodbye.
Emotions up and down,
spinning out of control,
light headedness,
fuzziness,
all of a dither,
my mind can't deliver,
such emotive thoughts.
Try to shut away in a box in my head,
they are not in charge of me,
I am in charge of them,
keeping busy is the answer,
for a mediocre happy ever after,
pretty thoughts of a life after,
but for now, living for the day I can live the life i'm after.
mother’s love
voice as smooth as velvet
touch lighter than that
empathy that envelops people
wrapping them up in warm fuzziness
she has the style of the angels
listening without interrupting
saying the right things without directing
waiting for you to make up your own mind
letting you talk, without suggestions
cuddling you with her warm brown eyes,
she has the style of few who walk the earth
Hollyhock princesses provides a happy team.
Showing up marvelously in July’s early sunbeam.
Their lovely pink fuzziness shows no glare or loud sheen
They are as pretty as any beauty of sweet sixteen
Hollyhock princesses showing the garden off just so.
We can see their height no matter what our row.
They entice a delight as they tower and they grow.
Giving our garden as special warm spiritual glow.
Backyard mavens, wise crones
recall generations of groundhogs
that have dwelt in these hedgerows.
In winter
they seed the ground with 'Puffcorn Delites'
bought wholesale from Sam's Club.
The comfortable groundhogs nap in their burrows
contemplating evening feasts.
Furred paws in tartan house slippers
shuffle at back doors. A grey whiskered fuzziness
that is part critter, part elderly granny
stand ever ready
to lend a hand in case baby groundhogs
need burping.