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.
Grey Skies
It is very interesting to me how grey skies can make people feel, when I see the skies are grey I feel like cuddling up in bed, drinking hot chocolate and staying in bed all day, and others feel like they can be outside, sitting on a pouch drinking hot coffee, seeing grey skies some days can be beautiful, they remind me how grateful I am to have a sun, the skies don’t always have to be bright to have a good day, sometimes when the skies are grey I have rough days, but all I do is remember that there are lessons within the hard days, and even though it is a grey day there will always be better days.
By CeeCee Whitfieldabout a year ago in Poets
Fairy Garden
How I long to slip between the sheaves of grass and climb the gently bobbing stems of flowers. I know I can widdle away fiddle fangling, and wander there for time-warped hours, searching the jungle of dandelions for a wondrous petal-topped gazing tower.
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
The One and the Other
"I'm sorry for what I did and I still love you!" said the one. "How do I stop loving you?" "You don’t have to stop loving," said the other. "Stop expecting others to give you what you want in the mournful moment. Move on in Peace. Love exists independent of human interaction. When you learn that, you will find that the spark reignites, and the interaction, insofar as it is necessary, is neither burden nor blessing, but just one more signpost on our way to an inevitable resolution at the end of time."
By C. Rommial Butlerabout a year ago in Poets
