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.

Shades Of Grief
A heavy weight blooms here in my chest Videlicet, air escaping the room Trials in life, make a sinner confess While its greed quickly consumes the gloom
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
It Crawls
Hand like a spider, it crawls into small spaces, to find what it wants.
By James Green3 years ago in Poets
A Siberian Story: Tag, You’re It. Top Story - February 2024.
Snow shimmers in -24 degrees. Trees that usually wear their forest green coats are dusted by frost, looming tall and piercing the pastel coloured sky like sentinels for a citadel of silence. Finland is made of frozen moments, standing so still in between breaths of icy air. It’s serene. It’s like a dream. It’s the most enchanting thing I’ve ever seen.
By em3 years ago in Poets
Rats in Fluffy Suits
I can't like squirrels. I try but I can't. It's just not in me. They meet with my disapproval In everything they do. I dislike their hijacking ways,
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Poets
Shadows and Ash
Ashfallen, skies painted gray with charcoal flakes, the smell of coal washed over me. I could smell the furnace as blood smeared itself on gray rinsed grass, and as I marched on, more appeared. Could I have danced with a shadow? How would the light of my life have felt at my betrayal?
By OneWithPen3 years ago in Poets
Shatterproof, I wish I was
Shatterproof "I wish I was" S c a t t e r e d charred ashes these wounds are my own Splatterproof "If only I was" D r i p
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
classic arrogance, textbook dissonance
stripped naked your sins exposed her skin torn metaphorical attacks actual internal harm absolution negated screams of pain
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
The Depths of Self-Inflicted Fury.
Have you ever felt a storm raging within? A tempest born of your own shortcomings, Where no scapegoat exists but your own reflection.
By Daniel Ademuagun3 years ago in Poets
Short Rhyme #15
Just a little boy that was so angelic Who would’ve thought I’d grow to be psychotic? A Man Made Monster by the world that’s now historic
By J3 years ago in Poets
Marmalade's Lakeside Adventure
In a meadow by the water's edge, A chubby cat with fur like sedge. With a twinkle in his round, bright eyes, He dreams of fish and big blue skies.
By Tale Weaver3 years ago in Poets
Snake
🐍⛎🍏⛎🐍 Snakes Slithering Surreptitiously Serpentine Sidewinders Sidewinding Slippery Serpents So Scaley Shocking Sliding Silently Snakily Snaking Serpentine Snake 🐍⛎🍏⛎🐍
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
Echoes of the Lost Path. Content Warning.
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
By Ashiii3 years ago in Poets