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.
A Parents Love
Quieten down my sweet child. I have a story to tell. Lay your head on my shoulder so your skin I can smell. I'll shelter you child from a world so cold.And when we're crossing the street your hand I will hold. When you need me I'll be there, just call mommy's name, or if you really need daddy he'll be there the same. See, we loved you before we laid eyes on your face. You hold a spot in our heart that can never be replaced. No one can ever love you the way that we do. So don't rush when you hug us, hold us tight for a few.
By Brooke Roddy5 years ago in Poets
When Physical Therapy Morphs Into a Torture Chamber
I ACTUALLY DON'T WATCH GORY HORROR MOVIES MUCH ANYMORE, BUT MY MOM INTRODUCED ME TO THE WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE AS A PRETEEN AND I BECAME A HUGE FAN AT THE TIME. ALSO, MY UNCLE MET VINCENT PRICE AT YALE AND SAID HE WAS QUITE A GENTLEMAN. I WAS WATCHING A BUNCH OF PRICE'S FILMS RECENTLY, SO, WHEN SOME POOR YOUNG LADY NEXT TO ME AT PHYSICAL THERAPY WAS STRUGGLING THROUGH HER ROUTINE, MY TWISTED MIND IMMEDIATELY TRANSFORMED THE BRIGHT THERAPY ROOM INTO A SCENE FROM THE "PIT AND THE PENDULUM MOVIE." AGAIN, AN ATTEMPT AT HUMOR IN A SERIES OF LIMERICKS (not at all belittling the pain and hard work of her recovery)....
By Julia Schulz5 years ago in Poets
