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.

Unveiling the Chaos: Embracing Distractions for Creative Inspiration
Drowning in thoughts, lost in a haze, In a world of distractions, my focus strays. Social media's allure, a never-ending scroll,
By Sana Ullah3 years ago in Poets
PIECES OF ME
My mother gave me her bewildering curiosity, her mother gave me direction of right and wrong; A character of love, forgiveness and the gift of God's Word to be strong;
By Sonja Edwards3 years ago in Poets
Father May I?
June 8th, 2023! Father May I? Father may I? Father may I? Father may I, Travel the world By a great big beautiful Houseboat,
By Jennifer Cooley3 years ago in Poets
Orphaned Thoughts
i can remember thinking at one time a whole lot of silly little thoughts individual thoughts orphaned thoughts the bastard children
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
a cigarette at 2am
there’s a stagnance in these walls this house. ceiling fans, the only source of movement in the air, recycling. over and over,
By Taylor Neal3 years ago in Poets
Chant of the Ages (Metals)
NOW PRESENTING: [enter Pastor Pisistratus trailing flock] The Ages OUT WITH! IN WITH! [long time passing] this is a sunny procession of cereals, gone in tandem with the war-march:
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets
The Scene of the Mime
THE SCENE OF THE MIME SET By the Home County of Kent on the purple grasses beneath its pinkened skies [o chalky land of Kent]
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets
How Shall Man/Woman be Paraphrased?
Its leafage is all of red gold, grove of giving, dealing gentle flame, grown in freely-giving friendship beware, there are false laurels
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets
Laddie Thinks
have you ever mentioned to someone you know that you're a poet and then they give you that look that funny face a withering stare or glare
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
Papa Pasteur
LOUIS PASTEUR (type scientifique) Hermes may have brought Robbery, but also the Scientific Method. Introduce us O Camenae
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets
PASIPHAE: and the Birth of the Minotaur. Content Warning.
O PASIPHAE A Queenly Interlude o unhappy maid, what madness seized your captured heart and pounded your yearning womb to such unnatural lusts! Fortunate she indeed if there had never been flocks—Pasiphae love-slave to the wild white bull stud
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets
Trees and Kennings
sheepnotes and goatnotes CUDDIE TRIES TO REVIEW TREES AND KENNINGS he forgot long ago Glasir being named the tree whose leaves are of red gold
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets