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.

Treasure Maps
Tales we tell of time Warnings and rewards alike Living treasure maps
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden4 years ago in Poets
Fragile Stubbornness
Time, set on repeat Fragile as porcelain dollsProtecting our souls
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden4 years ago in Poets
The Importance Of Time
Running out of, The pendelum swings and stops, Havoc for crises
By Rachael Frazier4 years ago in Poets
Birth Of A Baby Girl
Who,What,When, Where,How, Somewhere, Somehow,There’s a girl, A new Aunty PROUD!!!
By Rachael Frazier4 years ago in Poets
Speedy Eating Time
Ahhh Ready Set Go, Guzzling up how much, what time, Finish Your Pro
By Rachael Frazier4 years ago in Poets
At First (Wasted)
got on the beer about four pm trying to take it slow then it all simply fell in place and then, right there and i had to go
By Bren4 years ago in Poets
Worth The Wait
While Taking a Test, Hoping at the end I’ll pass, Give it your best yet!
By Rachael Frazier4 years ago in Poets
Years of Service
I miss how you gazed upon my fine faithful face But, does Heaven care? Thanks for stopping by. Haikus are brilliant for allowing you to wonder, to challenge you to fill in the blanks and interpret them the way you see them. Feel free to enjoy another arrangement of thought-provoking syllables below.
By Lamar Wiggins4 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Forest
Deep in the heart of the forest, Where the trees stand tall and still, There lies a world of wonder, Where nature reveals its thrill.
By thamee 164 years ago in Poets
My Cat is not a Haiku Poet
The cat bats my pen Maybe I should let him try His paw at haiku.
By Liz Sinclair4 years ago in Poets
Celestial Symphony
In the stillness of the night, The stars shine bright with delight, A symphony of the sky, With the moon as the conductor high.
By thamee 164 years ago in Poets
Pain is a Time Traveler
Inside each gasp you pulled from her, toes curled, echoed my sobs when I knew.
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Poets