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.
Poems to Waxman S2, E2
Today, a special ‘fuck you’ to the one who promised me I was more sophisticated than my tastes. Who swore to me, up and down, it was better to describe a work of art than to love it. I love this song. I love it. I love it so much, I want to spread my legs over it and fuck it until we are both so done we cannot move and we collapse laughing onto the picnic blanket.
By Kira DeSomma 5 years ago in Poets
Home is where the heart is
Home is where the heart is. They say home is where the heart is and this I know, I use to run to you, I use to be right by your side. The memories within these walls. If the walls could talk and the windows were the eyes to the souls that lived here.
By Elizabeth Blade 5 years ago in Poets
I’m Too Little For Grown-Up Games
I wrote this piece when I was very young and I was not going to publish it. I wrote this to help me deal with things and I have fully dealt with what happened to me. I was even able to voice my pain to my Grandfather and forgive him, before he passed away. I have decided to publish this after all because I want people to be more aware that sexual predators can be hiding in plain sight anywhere. I also want young girls and boys to know they are not alone. There are people who will believe them but I also understand if they cannot find the voice to speak out. One day they will!
By Colleen Millsteed 5 years ago in Poets
