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.
The Fireman's Touch
With a flash of the lights, and a roar of the siren, He came to my rescue, a fireman so strong and certain. The heat of the flames, and the smoke in the air,
Jeremy BrowerPublished about a year ago in Poets"Treasures of Life" Uncommon
A thing of beauty rare and true, A treasure set up by only a many, A rock shining bright and clear, A sight that takes down all fear.
Suresh NatarajanPublished about a year ago in PoetsI'll be that girl
I'll be that girl, The one who stands tall, Faced with the world, And refuses to fall. I'll be that girl, Who fights for what's right,
Poem
Time Time is short, and time is long, means it is weak, and it is strong. Time strikes by the hour, and by the week, so it is for all of us very unique.
Dagmar GoeschickPublished about a year ago in PoetsNuts
One cut two cuts I chop cashew nuts almonds and sultanas. Let’s practise with bananas. Fruit chopping is great.
Nick JamesPublished about a year ago in PoetsThe Power of Water
Water, the nurturing force, Streaming, ebbing, won't ever still, A power of nature, unadulterated and valid, It's power, we can never fill.
Wacky
Dearest Vocal, Am I too wacky for you To win this wackadoo? Is my art a bit too fluffy Or weird Or maybe just too far off
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished about a year ago in PoetsLive And Learn Moments
You chose that path, went down that road Took back the things you sold my soul Because of me, something I'd done? Or something in you, you're running from
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about a year ago in PoetsDove's Mouth: A Painting of Destruction and Beauty
A canvas of colors, a brush in hand Creating a world, both bright and grand A stroke of white, a dove takes flight But in its mouth, a deadly sight
Wonderful Conversation with the Ants
Ants, Oh, Tiny ants Procession of soul’s droplets Ten Million years ago Your species came into existence on this earth You are the tiniest wonder of the world
Suresh NatarajanPublished about a year ago in PoetsLife and Death of a Leaf!
Today or tomorrow… Now or later I may fall I am oscillating in the last string If the brushing wind
Suresh NatarajanPublished about a year ago in PoetsBlood
Life changing Life saving And thicker than water The rarest of types, fill my veins * People spill me for justice For hate or for vengeance For the healing power Some say it claims * Used to make bonds or packs Donated for extra bucks True blue, but deep red in color * A to z just won’t do uncommon is what I need to get through Of all the blood types AB negative is rarer
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about a year ago in Poets