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.

Jealous Visions
I hover above a great burbling lake Vanquished rivals stir beneath my feet Searching for solutions and Souls to take Staring into my diviner’s bowl
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
A Gentle Guide to Vanishing
Untie your name from every thread, Let it drift like leaves long dead. Erase the lines that made your trail, Be the breeze, the blur, the veil.
By Muhammad Rahim about a year ago in Poets
The Mirror My Mother Left Me
The Mirror My Mother Left Me I didn’t want the mirror. When my mother died, we boxed up her things with the efficiency of people trying not to feel too much. Grief makes organizers of us all. We labeled, divided, gave away. Old sweaters with her scent still folded into the arms. Recipe cards with ink smudged by flour and time. And then—there was the mirror.
By waseem khanabout a year ago in Poets
Silver on the Doorframe
He always came in the night, shining hands touching every inch of my pains, softly breaking through the beveled glass, filtering the dark
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Pack Your Shadow
You want to say goodbye to everyone you know and why. I can't say it's a good thing, but it can— can be done. ~ People need people
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
The Art of Becoming Nothing. Top Story - July 2025.
First: Weep until thy tears carve rivers through the mask thou wearest for the world. Let the fire burn away all false names
By Tim Carmichaelabout a year ago in Poets
Whispers from the Wind
Poem Come sit with me beneath the sky, Where clouds drift slow and sparrows fly. Let silence soften what you feel, And I’ll share advice that time made real.
By AFTAB KHANabout a year ago in Poets
The Night The Road Dropped
we stood in the doorway and listened to the sounds of a far away place and heard footsteps on the ground in the distance, a flicker
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Telepathy. Top Story - August 2025.
Curve of your shoulder The microstructure of attraction My conscience swirls like a satellite I swallowed your orbit whole
By Lola Senseabout a year ago in Poets
It all comes with a lesson
A breaking soul resonates with misery And breaking silence does weigh vulnerability A broken heart feels broken people And shattered soul embraces shattered pieces
By Maryam Batoolabout a year ago in Poets
Tiny Postcards Of Truth
Oh the tales they will tell the tiny postcards of truth The images they will sell as they talk about you ** The subtle surrenders
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
As Judas
When I say -– what do you picture? A shovel pushes through dirt. Unremarkable decomposition. Cartoon hearts breaking. Roiling, stomach acids too weak to speak.
By Julia Herndonabout a year ago in Poets