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.

Troubling Times. Runner-Up in Tautogram Challenge.
Trusted troops - they turn the tide, Testament to the truly tried. Troublesome, tempted, too terrified, To tell the tales they've televised.
By John Oliver Smith4 years ago in Poets
Summer Night
Blushing 😊 Like a warm breeze, You Brushed up Against my Heart ♥️ I gave birth to Butterflies 🦋 from the Thought of you!!
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)4 years ago in Poets
Perpetual Perplexity
Peaceful pathways, paved and pristine, Passing through picturesque pastures. Proud pines standing tall and serene, Patiently providing peaceful postures.
By TheMoon'sKeeper4 years ago in Poets
Frost's Departure
The spring air was welcomed With open windows, doors, And arms- A rising wind with a chilled entrance, A warm embrace before exit-
By Katrina Thornley4 years ago in Poets
A Fairytale Type of Love
being in love is so painful, yet so beautiful. there are so many highs and so many lows. there’s the good and the bad. the beautiful and ugly. but ill be damned if i let it destroy me once more. you become so blinded by the thought of a perfect fairytale happy ending. but thats not how it works. thats not how anything works. but quite frankly, i still believe in a love like that. I can’t help it.
By Gianna Neufeld4 years ago in Poets
Old Fridges
locked inside an old fridge at the tip just out of town there is no light i cannot see and all i can smell is brown my mates all said this'll be fun
By Bren4 years ago in Poets
~ Fade Away!~
~Fade Away!~ Why are we born to fade away We can't look back, It's hard to understand The crimes and punishments Of what performances
By Jennifer Cooley4 years ago in Poets
Subterfuge
Sly sybarite siren’s song Solemn softly soars Ships slip sideways sinking slow Shattering smooth shores - Sunlight searing spreading sets
By Lily Dunlop4 years ago in Poets
Of Tales Woven
i take notes on the many things that i see and i lie about those that i don’t these notes will then be woven into a tale that will either be read or it won't
By Bren4 years ago in Poets
An Entirely Inappropriate Shade of Pink
I was wearing an entirely inappropriate shade of pink, they teased on their way out. I was ugly, and weird shaped, is what I heard as I was shoved further down into the dark.
By Luke Foster4 years ago in Poets
Foreboding
Frightening faces fiercely focus, firing fear, forcing feet forward fastidiously.
By Nikki Torino Wagner4 years ago in Poets
Weary
Wicked words, widely written, wreaking worried, withdrawn wife.
By Nikki Torino Wagner4 years ago in Poets