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.

Scents
A tiny pond of brewing chamomile tea in a white china mug Lavender essential oil sprayed on my smooth, baby hands Ocean mist perfume smudged onto my wrists
By Talia Devora4 years ago in Poets
The Southern Wind
Everyday I drive through an old road very few folks take, And on that road, on the south side, lies a colossal blue lake. Mystery surrounds the sight, as if it had a past that was haunted,
By Syed Arabi Khalique4 years ago in Poets
Free Falling
I remember when I hit you, it was a small hit. I tried my words on for size, but they were a small fit. I never needed all your love, maybe just a small bit.
By Desmond Razzano4 years ago in Poets
Volumes
Never Force Something To Happen I Love You But I Won’t Hurt You Or Us I’ll Always Take Fault Even When It’s Not Mines But I Put Myself Here
By Chevy4 years ago in Poets
Quotes abut Horses
The quotes about horses will help you in understanding the feeling of a horse. Horses will change the mood according to your character. One of the most comfortable places on earth is the back of a horse. Horses have stayed with us for a long time, it has been with us single the start of the human race.
By Narendran C4 years ago in Poets
Cattitude
Proudly prancing out of the salon, her tri-color coat sleek and brilliant dazzled every eye that rested on her as Okra passed.
By Whimsical Wanderer 4 years ago in Poets
Crossing
Once upon a time I am dead. There is a line. A processional of black cars. I am born. There is a line. A processional of lights.
By Kody Harlow Asutra Emery4 years ago in Poets
A beautiful poem of the day yet night
As I sit In this chair worshipping a God I think I’m wrong Maybe I’m just knocking heavens door Pearly gates I bless all
By Phoenix Rose4 years ago in Poets
Drafts
To share, or not to share? That is the question : The question that stirs about in my glorified computer we call the brain
By Sarah Jane4 years ago in Poets
the blacksmith
The sun can warm your heart and share his loyal light for the winding road ahead. But he is unforgiving. He will unapologetically burn years off your young skin, steal time from your body’s ticking clock, and scorch our precious earth, evaporating her life-giving powers.
By Cait M4 years ago in Poets
Tik, tok, tik, tok. Testing. Testing!
A tik, a tok, the hands began to sway, Considering, factoring, of what could and could not stay, Going under pressure, his time was all but spent,
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
Phantom whisperer
I walk Down the hallway I slip past your room. I sink lower against the wall adjacent to where your bed lies, Where you lie.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets