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.

Ulladulla
I was fond of the way that the name tumbled off my tongue, Ull-a-dulla… The perfect holiday place, a safe harbour, in a safe country.
By Alyssia Balbi4 years ago in Poets
Beginning
. I began to start beginning At the ending of the middle… And in the middle of beginning, I began to stop a little. . For if the middle ended
By Dave Bonvillian, Jr.4 years ago in Poets
Moonlit
Place me within walls And tell me who I am to be What I am to say Tell me how to talk to the moon Without the stars hearing and sharing my secrets
By Lee Saint-Evans4 years ago in Poets
Time breaks
Leaves to snow springs warmth. After all reasons escape, time kills for mercy.
By Bai Schubert4 years ago in Poets
"Message sent."
Going back, erase My Mistakes in sepia; a message: "Just don't--"
By Symbollica The'Bat4 years ago in Poets
Wild Lust
Wild lust, a beast within Roaring with desire and sin Pounding hearts and heaving chests As we give in to our primal quests
By Laura4 years ago in Poets
Faithful Companion: Ode to My Furry Love
"Faithful Companion: Ode to My Furry Love" is a heartfelt and romantic poem that celebrates the special bond between a pet owner and their beloved dog. The poem is an expression of love and gratitude for the joy and companionship that a furry friend brings to one's life.
By Rosepetalsdot4 years ago in Poets
I Wondered About Alcohol Today.
I sat under a tree today and wondered about alcohol. I wondered about drugs; The word, The way it’s spelt, How I feel tired and sick, a wall already there, a trigger I guess, when I see the word.
By Jamie Ramsay4 years ago in Poets
Space
Mars black skies align Living in star galaxies Far away from Earth
By NJ4 years ago in Poets
Nothing and the chaos
Vessel, fluid of squeezed out from the rim, finding cornered to this point.
By Maja Kamionek4 years ago in Poets
A Five Second Dream
Though moments have passed My brain has convinced me that I've lived a lifetime
By Jamie Martinez4 years ago in Poets
(Kill/Free) the Body, Free the Mind
I'm a materialist. A vicious imperialist of my realm: a body is not a prison, but a vessel. At its helm, beknownst or not, you plot
By Jacob Sherman4 years ago in Poets