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.
Appeals for Anti-Science
Exceptions emerge like impassioned accelerants poised at incendiaries we dare not disturb Contraindications screech monumental terror—a constant insufficient against this medieval alchemy
The Dani WriterPublished 2 days ago in PoetsHarboring Happiness - Day 1
Today in harboring happiness, I idle on the front porch while a finch flitters through the resident pile of leaves littering my yard. The hounds huff at her rustling between cracks in the sagging, sunbaked fence. I wonder if she is nesting or scavenging for rootless seeds. Yet, happiness imagines she is playing hopscotch instead, as if even birds understand these silly little things need time and a place to exist.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished 2 days ago in PoetsAcross the Heavens
Pull me under to where you fought the hardest in crevices of what was and should have been. Drop me into the wasteland of your unloved years so I can remember the reflection in the mirror who first taught you how to climb inches so you could ascend the depths of self-doubt. Through shattered glass, I will recount the whole picture.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished 2 days ago in PoetsPainting Tea
Painting a ceiling, white as a winter snowfall, falling in the tea.
James GreenPublished 2 days ago in Poets"Achieving Balance: Practical Tips for a Fulfilling Life"
Momentarily present the significance of equilibrium throughout everyday life, including efficiency, self-improvement, connections, and satisfaction.
Albela Shayar: Different from everyone else
An albela shayar (albela shayar) -sa, He lives in every colony, Remain lost, I don't know what fun he is in. , The one who haunted my dreams,
Mange Ram sainiPublished 2 days ago in PoetsWhen It's Time
Eventually time comes for all of us, teaching that every second counts Collecting the weak and ravaging the strong Leaving behind a small semblance of trust, the kind of trust that truth alone surmounts
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 days ago in PoetsGaderian of Sonne and Mone
eyne turn upwards as the espousal of sonne and mone begins champaign where the average chapman and compeer meet, with the peeler, the peterman, picaroon, poltroon and piepowder on the back of a palfrey
Paul StewartPublished 2 days ago in PoetsHoly Ground
it drew me to the water's edge a voice floating in the mist standing on salvations ledge tracing the marks upon my wrists
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 days ago in Poets11 things that emotionally intelligent people would never indulge themselves in
Emotional intelligence is an essential skill that helps us navigate the daily challenges of life with ease and inward focus. While it is a muscle that needs be strengthened over time,, here are certain things that emotionally intelligent people would never indulge themselves in
Hridya SharmaPublished 3 days ago in Poets- Top Story - April 2024
Low Whistles
The wind has a low whistle, coming from the north east. It’s the end of April. The wind shouldn’t be coming from the north east.
Diana PennPublished 3 days ago in Poets - Top Story - April 2024
Infidelity
engulfed in her, seaweed hair buffed secular friction between her unibrow. Etched with intoxicating finesse. Camel molars winced crooked in her mouth as she relaxed her tongue,
Natasha CollazoPublished 3 days ago in Poets