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.
Novaseption
We clownish ones that assume I am me and you are you. I want to drown in the light beams from the stars within you on a cold night where our breath makes ice crystals. The Ultraviolet ambiance Illuminates us with the colors of nocturnal rainbows. Violet velvet unfolds from the smallest point in abundance in vast waves like an explosion lapsing to the darkness. The moonlight is heavy on our ice palace carved from Angles tears. Those tears that poured with tingling awe while the joy was radiating from us. Like them, I would bleed out every drop of blood to illuminate the great joy in the hearts of my celestial family. Our sharp vision will create in such a way that goosebumps will flow through the spine and wash over your skin Like flash flood in the canyon of your imagination. I speak humbly of an apex so intense that such a feeling has not been pondered in this dimension. We will look back on this and laugh as we rise above all you see now when we are citizens of another kingdom.
Fairytale Lullaby
I want to go to Never Never Land But I have no Peter Pan I'll just take my dragon Kick Jack down some bean stalk Knocked down a pigs house
Ashley WhitmorePublished 7 years ago in PoetsSomething Mainstream
Look through the tiny-window-sky and see a flame broil high and tight If there was courage it might just bite but since it lacks all vision
Keenan ChiassonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCome Then
Come then to me Lady of the night Creature of darkness Who hides from the light Come then Come Come then to me With perversion and lust
Tony WoolnoughPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBeam Of Light
Dirt clouds the eyes of the living. Darkening of man is appending. There is a glimmer of giving. Because my heart is defending.
Paul CrockerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCanvas Dreams
Lay still and listen closely my dear The stars will whisper their secretly softly in your ear Casting a fiery wave of flames that spread across the sky
Nicole (Nikki) M.Published 7 years ago in PoetsTo A Dog
Through the falling fog You spy a forlorn sight A shaking damp dog As black as night It is small and vulnerableIn you arms you bear it Slowly not so lovableBut you cannot admit
Phillip WoodfordPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAwake But Asleep
I close my eyes The day light dies The dreams soon flow, My imagination grows Stars shine and twinkle, In the dark blue sky
Elizabeth MustainPublished 7 years ago in PoetsRuby Fragments - II
11:32 PM - Riverbend Gated Community off FM 327 - Katy, Texas, U.S.A. ~ ‘No, not that sort of thing at all. Imagine these lights, right? Like, on your face for long periods of time, but not to the effect of like, one-far-off-constant-glaring-dentist-light-type light like you’re talking or anything, but more so like with the consistently-shifting-colorful-flashing-images-being-projected-right-onto-your-face-type / light like I’m talking'
Keenan ChiassonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCoarse Heart
Your indelible hand has marked me the most Its song is sustained within me Its thirst is still unquenched I cannot remove your face from my head
Matthew ClarkPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLast Summer
A moment ... but bring a sense, Who never knew how deep, Such as ocean, never know where is the end. When I fall, no one else wants to grab my hand,
Seas of Frequencies
Hypnotized by rolling ocean waves, the dancing fluid invokes me... then soaks me. The warm aggressive breeze, wraps around me. I hear sound say "Let it take you... evaporate you".
Holly DiCorradoPublished 7 years ago in Poets