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.

The Tiny Annoyance
There are many things that are irritating at times, which may also be a slight annoyance at times. This could refer to things, animals, or even people. So we will include Carly Simon’s “You’re So Vain'' just in case anyone takes the words to heart.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 years ago in Poets
Love then found on the western sea.
Love to go, love to grow, Love to pour and overflow, Poured as a drink offering with tender care, Inspires the oil of the fires glow,
By Jordan Zuniga5 years ago in Poets
Moonlit Motorcycle
the roads were slick after a midnight shower all those surrounded had scattered into after hours wait for roads better traveled
By Nancy Marquez5 years ago in Poets
Evocation
Call my name, Call my name, Call my name Fill me with your selfish wishes, desires, and hopes Whisper in the night to me of your love and devotion
By 7th Heaven5 years ago in Poets
If Love Ever Came With Wisdom
The dear drops overflowing my eyes Washing away million dollars of moisture The kin getting dissolved in the water Knowing that one day, the tears won't come
By Noorain Hassan5 years ago in Poets
Layla
As great as the name would sound As far the "A" to stretch A good woman is always "Layla" The beloved for me, the beloved of the heart
By Noorain Hassan5 years ago in Poets
Rise again
You can't stay down forever Rise up and fight again The world doesn't wait for you or me Let's fight on for another day Each breath you take is a blessing
By andy lawson5 years ago in Poets
Milk and Honey
The soft texture taste, an energetic color Reminds us of how beautiful this world is The milk which dissolves in honey But not the greasy courses
By Noorain Hassan5 years ago in Poets
An Ode to Ringtones
By the seaside, the cosmic chimes calling home the night owls, those feathered scholars of centaur tutelage. *** The nocturnal birds study the stars.
By Andrea Lawrence5 years ago in Poets
The Monkeys in the Graveyard
The monkeys in the graveyard Had fallen from the trees They danced around the headstones Over molding Autumn leaves Becoming wild and evil
By Charles Turner5 years ago in Poets
A Life in 120 Words
Slap on the back, climbing out and drinking coffee. Going to school, playing in puddles, ant on a leaf, baseball, record player, Dylan, Beatles and Reg. A man, love, love, love. A promise, a betrayal, man walking out with a suitcase and broken heart.
By Freddy Zalta5 years ago in Poets
Remains of Innocent Galaxies
I consume the galaxies Their mindless dust my portion The creaking of ancient bones Reveals to the nations Time is advanced in age
By Emily Dickerson5 years ago in Poets