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.

Seafoam Skinwalker
Bubbling and crackling with rotting decay and popping toxic algae the seafoam congeals upwards forming a skinwalker. It races after their target
By Seashell Harpspring 7 months ago in Poets
Diaries to Nietzsche
"He who lives with a void can forge his own why, and from it shape any how." Yet while the world is consumed by distraction, a man sits crafting his soul with his mind. What they call madness becomes an explosion — and that explosion becomes the evolution of a century.
By LUCCIAN LAYTH7 months ago in Poets
To Sail On The Seven Seas (With Cats)
This is a poem for my Muse to hopefully make her laugh, I love hearing her laugh. Was trying to graft The Owl and The Pussycat, The Iliad, and Jason and The Argonauts in an act of poetic madness so chose a vague Limerick form.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Poets
No Escape, No Return. Top Story - March 2026.
I claw and scrape, sing and scream A siren drying Gasping in the noontime sun The tune of captivity gradually fades To a chant of liberation
By K.B. Silver 7 months ago in Poets
Devoid of Sleep
A yawn and a flutter Of the eyes They say sleep is like butter Soft and smooth But that seems be be a lie Toss and turn
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue7 months ago in Poets
Precision
Rapid precision As a decision is made in the dark A stark reminder not to take anything for granted To enjoy the moment And do your best to look at what matters
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue7 months ago in Poets
Darkness Unleashed!
Darkness unleashed! Heavenly souls break free with a brutal heart True young love is real. Strength vanishing like lightning does.
By Sarah Love7 months ago in Poets
The Couch
In a dream dew gleams streams mumble and I vanish a maiden who stumbles to a land of green mountains that seem like sentries. I meet
By Amanda Lyons7 months ago in Poets
Don't Panic
It washes over me like a scouring rag The beeps and rings nag On my ears and the tears on the other end Don't pretend to be anything but a constant cortisol eruption
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue7 months ago in Poets
Patience
Patience at a time when things are hard It's so weird to have such an odd start When sickness sets in it's a whole different game
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue7 months ago in Poets
Slipping By
Time slips by like a puddle on the floor I slip Then dip A subtle trip And years go by in that one movement What I meant
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue7 months ago in Poets
Torn
Torn in the middle Want both to thrive Doing my best To keep them alive I'm holding my hand out But it's a difficult split
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue7 months ago in Poets