Short Vagueness Poems
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serious vagueness to choppy doubt ,
always an affliction .
prolonged this will burden !
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 24–30, 2026)
Vagueness
boundaries blurred
inviting the imagination
to find a narrative
a clarity to appearance
to draw boundaries
and apply names~
Stories pop up
with a sigh of relief~~
She
frozen
suspended
drowning in fear
an ocean of self
doubt__Who am I kidding??
Myself__loathing artistic
Vagueness and mediocrity
Mass produced inferior talent
Survey says! Forgetable dime store goods...
Anticipation
It invalidates
Delivers total
Culpability
Causing mind vagueness.
Expectancy
It destroy facts
Drags out agony
Uncertainties.
Eagerness
Fools rush in
Famished hope.
Belief
Fickle
Hope
an
enigmatic
esoteric
experimental
process
with
innate
distilled
satisfaction
intricate
tangents
of chaotic
immediacy
ennounced
an
essence
of
abstract
phenomena
of vagueness
In
an open-ended
happening
of concepts
& fragments
in perplexing
characterisation
double-entendre
double-meaning
insinuations
full of suggestive
vagueness
scattered ambiguity
sprinkled through out
obscurity of inconclusiveness
of train of thought
creating the lore of lies
of a future together as one
within a land of make believe
that one is trying to create within
the mind
She so delicate of visage
Veiled in obscurity
Intangible appearances
Faceted in flowing black mists
Eyes buffering the vagueness lit
Piercing through shadow
Contained within
Turbulent metaphors of dusk
Tempting destiny uncontrolled
Splashing hot crimson
Upon the life sparked cinders
Empathizing too late
In the midst of
nothingness,
Searching through
darkness,
Embracing
loneliness,
Comprehending
vagueness,
Befriending
uncertainties,
Playing with
vulnerabilities,
Absorbing
obscurities,
Appreciating
difficulties,
Drudging
malfunctions,
Living with
illusions,
Addicted to
intrusions,
Slave of
temptations,
I have two eyes,
But I am blind.
My two ears I use,
Doubling the silence.
I use big words,
To forget the small ones.
Remembering tiny detail,
To avoid the vagueness.
I create my confliction,
Since peace is so boring.
I believe it is so,
I believe it is not.
(I hear nothing)-
It is time again.
(I see nothing)-
Time to pretend.
Form:
Empty room, scattered thoughts,
roam, dark wilderness.
Sorrow reins, uneasy mind,
do question, of grand design.
Chart a course in sea's of vagueness,
a fate still undefined.
Clouded future, lost clarity,
the path, uncertainty.
Wander fields, a barren landscape,
murky waters of distant plans,
confounding the providence,
my destiny curtailed.
the shorter the word
the longer i interpret
its meaning appends
makes me more bold
how i love to think
every letter's stroke
brings glory to me
in my fights every day
the vast vagueness
my doubts and fears
perish like echoes
near the narrow creeks
yes, i'm still wiggling
like tadpoles' tails
gorgeously dancing
in this playful unfair life
I could see it off in the distance
it beckoned to me, an oasis for the parched
offering honey and the sweetest wine
a promise to fill for a lifetime
the closer I get the further off it seems
a haze that dissipates in the midst
never quite able to grasp, to taste
to finally drink until I'm quenched
the vagueness, the mental imagery
disappears, eluding me
Time reconstructing the construction
cell by cell eroding,
trying to remember something
something beyond my grasp,
There is a vagueness
a shaft of light
Through a darkened door.
a transient brilliance
that fails to illuminate.
a truth that i once carried
lightly on my back
something essential has gone
As if its floating out there
among the stars.
Patiently pausing
just to clear the doubt
unraveling the misty dust
with its' enthralling vagueness
Wailing inwardly
spurting witty venom
spilling dreadful hemp
spinning loathsome web
with threads
craving for greatness
the web and mind
whirling mindlessly
as one entrapped in a vacuum
swaying hopes
distorting reality
A crystal-pin prick at the beginning.
A monumental vagueness at the end.
The art of carving peace seems quite lost again.
In between granite slabs-a tangle of black tragedies.
Tiny clusters of downy light upon a peaceful being.
The selfishness of flesh drifting atop the brine.
In an endless maze of the triggered mind.
Where blue devils tap dance so raggedly upon God time.
How vagueness interferes
my mind, not plot
to being - I am here - and here, why not?
So wander graphically,
no difference - still in flock,
a oneness qualifies my soul's begot!
For here, survival only clinches - what,
as real as truth is only care's report,
Am I - Am I increasing this distort!
So take all else - but take me not in sport,
God's servant asks for trust,
...but finds extort!
Oh, such amorous flamenco
A bailaora who whirls fervidly
Nascent paltriness, a winged coo
Unruffled yet sways seamlessly
To grasp is to grin and bear it
To ace is quite an arduous drill
To master is to act with grit
And delectate the peachy whirl
One oblique pennant of breath
Suchlike to humane multitude
Defiance from old shibboleth
A vagueness of life’s certitude
09.23.17
Imperceptible
footsteps
in curious
shadows,
buildings
drizzled-wet,
smoked blackened
casement spider-
webbed
bedeck
the worn-out windows:
dust&voices
in empty streets,
vagueness
banality all around-
a transient
nocturnal breeze
surrounds
the dying
diadem
relic of the once
opulent
rich
f.@+$
That word
What does it mean?
Is it to glean?
Or
To
Cause a ravine or seam
Or
To tritely inflict
The mean-
-ing
Of a theme
It seems
To
Me
That such a thing
Is small
And
Has little
To bring
Or
To
Ring
Yes, much less
To
Sing
Nothing to suggest
Or
To cause
To
Keep abreast
But
Overt
In its
Suggest
Of
What words
One
Can’t bring
To mind’s crest
And thus
Attest
A
Vagueness of wit
…at best.
Everyone has a favorite pond.
Where they come to place garnish upon...
Some bring koi and water lilies.
Singing stones- the scent of mint.
Wading birds dressed in paradise.
Cattails waltzing with the wind.
Envy arrives at your pond.
With treble hooks and buckshot eyes.
Turning tranquility into graves.
Plastic bags dancing in the shade.
Serenity forever pocked, a fifth of envy clanging off the rocks.
As a vague gray scans the quiet-quiet frons.
LIMERIA LINEALLY LOCATIVE INSPIRATION
I imitate insensitively into an interplanetary, interval
as
manorial misdirection modified me
not
my monsignor narcissus natal nonvisual neophobi mockery
but
polariscope proficiency protracted our prolonged pseudowintera plumping
for
serious sapient stillness stockholding
those
unalterable teenaged thirties transitively through to
a venturesome vagueness 'would be wedding'
with willamette we vowelise
PHRASIS IV
Enduring freshness the illuminating
imagery,the play of fancy in the
passage of sublimity,exquisite
beauty without illusion
accompany the charm of
vagueness,our consciousness
precise enough plays freely,
sheds light on our condition.
We crave for more interwoven
and interfused in poetic truth
with an instruct of delight.
From Alfred Austin- The Bridling of Pegasus
Listen to me recite this phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
orbit around
ideas
once held
close
in past selves
rhetoric
bathed
in clichéd
visual
representation
burnished
impulse
strengthened
by the
the wilderness
of
inner life
needs
posited
by visual
language
unmoored
from contexts
vagueness
&amorphous
abstraction
fervency
erased
spring up
distilled
of some
essence
circumvented
in
narcissistic
grafting
of self
in the tangible
permanence
of durable
words