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.
Excerpt II
excerpt 4/27/24 Have I told you that you are the warmest womb to ever have revived me? The doctors won’t listen. I visit her daily until I can’t anymore. She understands, tells me I’m the only one who makes her feel guarded, and I have never thought of guarded in the sense of secure, only closed. My dear friend lies still in her cotton consummation, destined to blight the waters with blood, and I fear I am the only one who knows how to help– Would you really stoop to such a rotten sense of delusion? On what pedestal must you stand to enlighten a child–
By Olivia Dodge2 years ago in Poets
Ties That Bind
If God was the spool and we were the threadLife made us the fooland loves power is deadIf people would dothe things that they saidLove could heal the woundsand would win in the endBut what is and what is hoped forare not always the sameLove is a list of unfortunate choresand a myriad of redundant games
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
