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.
west smitty
6. it was such a nice day out today at the park. it was so many people there. I guess everybody got the same ideas we did. I saw some friends from school that we went to go play with. we played tag and we swung on the swings and climbed on the monkey bars. all around it was just a pretty good day. as a kid you don’t even realize how much of a sweat you’re working up. but hey, I guess that’s the price to having fun. that was a pretty fun day. I am getting pretty tired though.
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
west smitty
5. I wasn’t really that pressed about it cause I knew he was just a little baby and he didn’t really know what he was doing. but at the same time, that fit was fire and I was expecting to go out in it. but now I gotta wear some clean clothes that I didn’t want to use today. but it is what it is. I changed and now I’m ready to go. put on a brand new fresh white tee, some fresh shorts, and ready to go to the park. Time to go on with the day as I intended.
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
west smitty
2. I go into the kitchen and the smell is just amazing. it smells like maple bacon, French toast, and anything else you can think of. honey buns, all that. I get me a glass of orange juice and sit down at the table. mom brings me a plate. the TV is on and it’s the morning news. but I ask mom if I can turn to some cartoons while I eat. she says that’s fine and then she turned the channel for me. I don’t know what it is about her cooking, but mom’s food hits just right every time.
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
west smitty
3. after I’m done eating, I go brush my teeth. mom said we’re gonna go out today. I don’t know what that meant but I was just ready for anything. I hate being stuck in the house, so wherever we went I was glad I was going. I'm the passenger and I’m glad to be the passenger. when I finished brushing my teeth, I went back to my room to go put on my chain and put on my shoes. mom said we were about to go to the park. I was so glad bro. you know how much I love going to the park? one of my favorite things to do.
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
west smitty
4. and just when I thought today was gonna be a good day, something had to happen. like it always does. my little brother was in the kitchen playing and he took an egg and dropped it and it was just a mess everywhere on the floor. I walked in the kitchen and I didn’t see the egg on the floor. I slipped, fell down on the ground, and got my clothes all dirty. just covered in eggs. what a great way to start the day. now I gotta go put on some brand new clothes. that's a clean fit ruined.
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
