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.
Drift Away
5. Drift Away From a child's hand to the open clear blue sky I float effortlessly, for I am lighter than air itself. I drift off into a vast new world, one for which I have never seen before. There are white puffy veils of clouds that address me upon my arrival. The bright sun is blinding but it feels good on me. There are tall trees that cover a large amount of space with their green. I can see life from a different angle. I am free, no longer tied down to the pull of another. As I sail along I notice the world below me. Bodies of water swaying from shore to shore, little ants that remind me of the one who I was tied to. There is so much to see in this spacious world of ours.
By Alicia Ledell5 years ago in Poets
