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.

love abroad (4)
She laughed, a sound that felt like home. "As if anyone could replace you, Ronnie." For the first few months, they kept in touch through texts and video calls.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
love abroad (2)
They spent countless evenings sitting on her porch, talking about their dreams and fears, the conversations flowing as naturally as the sunset they watched together.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
love abroad (3)
He never confessed his feelings, not wanting to jeopardize their friendship. Instead, he channeled his emotions into his comedy, hoping to keep her close through laughter.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
love abroad (1)
Ronnie had always been the class clown, the one who could make anyone laugh, no matter the circumstance. Growing up in North Johnston, a small town where everyone knew everyone, this talent earned him a lot of friends and a decent following at the local comedy club.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (10)
The sky above was a tapestry of unfamiliar constellations, a reminder that they were no longer bound by the limitations of their old world.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (9)
His experiences had taught him the importance of sacrifice, of making difficult choices for the greater good. As the rocket approached its destination—a habitable planet shimmering with potential—the survivors felt a surge of hope and anticipation.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (8)
He looked out through the viewing port, watching as the remnants of Earth grew smaller and smaller until they were nothing more than a speck in the vastness of space.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (7)
The rocket's engines roared to life, propelling the vessel away from the dying world below. Inside, the survivors clung to hope like a lifeline, their faces etched with a mixture of grief and determination.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (6)
As the survivors gathered, facing an uncertain future in a world ravaged by their own hands, a faint glimmer of hope appeared on the horizon. A space rocket, salvaged from the remnants of the old world's technology, offered a slim chance of escape—a chance to leave behind the ruins of Earth and seek a new beginning among the stars.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (5)
The earth trembled as the energy binding the zombies to their reign of decay began to unravel. But the consequences were unforeseen and catastrophic.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (4)
His step-father, the very embodiment of the decay consuming the world, was also the only one he could offer as a sacrifice. The thought tore at his soul, but he knew it was the only way to save what little remained of humanity.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets
last ones left (3)
With a heavy heart and a determined mind, he embarked on a dangerous journey to find a way to stop the impending catastrophe. why do you even have the neverending nerve to try me at all.
By Robbie Bale2 years ago in Poets