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.

Dear J. Parker
**Real names have not been used to protect the identity and privacy of people** Dear J. Parker, I am not sure if you remember that one day,
By Steffany Pope3 years ago in Poets
Much Love
Dear Heartbreak, When do you become a medical condition? When should I worry about the ache taking root in my chest? Do I need to
By Abby Jacobsen3 years ago in Poets
Dear Before. Content Warning.
Dear Before: This letter is long overdue, I wish I could tell you there are no bad times in store. But the things you'll see, the changes in you...
By Maddy Newt3 years ago in Poets
Ripple Dreamscape
Crystal lake serene, Mirrored trees, a world unseen, Duck's touch, ripples dream
By Ivoni Anna 3 years ago in Poets
Thinking Of You
Dear Empathetic Heart, I hope this letter finds you healing. I know how you tend to put yourself into situations that aren't always healthy for you. I understand, really, I do, but it is time that you get yourself together.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
"Rise and Shine"
Wake up, pricey soul, it is time to upward thrust, To greet the day with open eyes, To stretch and yawn, and experience the mild,
By Ahmed khizer3 years ago in Poets
the dirty
the unceasing unease out of time and fading ugly only the angel in the center unseen working the levers of return to golden
By susan marie loehe3 years ago in Poets
Time Flies
Dear Fleeting Moment,Before this one passes, I will try to say it fastDon't' need no rosie colored glasses, to know it's hard to make one last.You pass by, before we know it - the next one waiting there in line,to press the hands a little faster, stealing moves from father time.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Sweet Nothings
All I ever wanted was your sweet nothings Nothing sweeter, would have been enough The subtle way you snuck into my being A wiser woman, would have called your bluff
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
One Side Of The Coin
Every time I entered his space, I didn’t find anything I was searching for. On the table, I saw one coin- a one-sided coin
By Talia Devora3 years ago in Poets
A Story Of Life
Dear Joanne, How did I get here? This is my current life, living day in day out at my own leisure and pace. Following the stars as they drag me closer to my destiny or what I soon hope for it to become. I may not be considered wealthy in any right. Yet I have the audacity to believe in a better life, one that I believe and know I have the right to. Being allowed to be happy, healthy, and successful in my own right, regardless of my current circumstances.
By George Hall3 years ago in Poets
Outlier
Freedom is a curse for people like me. It makes you contemplate the choices you made along the way and more that have to be made,
By 2uhaan3 years ago in Poets