surreal poetry
Surrealist poetry embodies the essence of poetry itself, drawing upon shocking imagery and lyrical incongruities to comment on the inner-workings of the mind.
Pondering the Absurdities of Time
Behold a days work pays five garments of cheap attires, Threaded only that over time it falls apart, achoo, tickles my nose,
Ruby EstellePublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsTautogram T
Titillating tautogram, tantalize taste. Topic, ticked! Tell tacky tales. To that!, Topsy-turvy tellings, Trape through the tregmental’s typicals.
Julia SintonPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsChallenge
If I wrote you a ludicrous limerick would you consider me a dick? Or perhaps a poet, who simply didn’t know it as the little death of a poetic prick.
Stacey Mataxis WhitlowPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsELGNIS
Who admires me for being alone Those who pay bills that are not their own I take bubble baths for an aching heart I trashed my bed to mend my inner-wolf
A Lime Named Rick
I rescued a pet lime and named him Rick. He didn't bark or hiss but learned one trick. He had a knack for growing fuzzy brown spots,
Jenna SediPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsXXX?
Xenophobia X-Rays X-Rated Xeroxed Xerography ! Thank you for reading! If you liked this poem, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
Kendall DefoePublished about 5 hours ago in Poets
"Just a cough"
My friend asked why I was coughin' I said I recover quite often. He laughed in my face Said, "Get back to your place" And so I write this from my coffin.
Ethan TownPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsMy Mind
My mind makes madness Madness many maintain Maintain my mind! Mind management may move mountains Mountains monsters made me mean
Emily BinkleyPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsTall Tales
Tall tales told to teleport To terrific tribes, Tantalizing treats, To tormenting terrors— Troubadour! Take these tired travelers
Stephanie HoogstadPublished about 6 hours ago in Poets
The Tombs
The tombs take time to trace tracks to trade tears, to try. They tally, tally, tinker, twist. Tap together, tally. Their testimony tumbles temperate to the tenders.
Kelsey ThompsonPublished about 6 hours ago in PoetsThe Rise of ChatGPT
In this world of tech and AI, ChatGPT has come to play, Replacing humans in content write, A new era has come to sight.
Nikki ClamPublished about 6 hours ago in Poets
Sound left
I saw her scream but didn't hear sound left a space the shape of an ear was she calling out? "What is it all about!" nothing stings quite like the bite of fear
Alicia FeizoPublished about 6 hours ago in Poets
