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.

Ode to the blank page
A blank page May look empty Like nothing at all But To someone who knows To someone who understands It is full Full of potential
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Ode to a Glass of Red Wine. Runner-Up Place in Ode to Ordinary Challenge.
You lurk, more glittering than glass, a silent afterthought to the bite of your bitter sweetness. You burn like raw tobacco, unlit.
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Poets
Ode to the Coffee Mug
Oh, humble vessel of warmth and comfort, Thy sturdy form brings solace to my soul. A vessel of memories, never to abort, With each sip, my senses you console.
By Emily Hart3 years ago in Poets
Tale of Love in Fantasia
Once upon a time, in the picturesque city of Fantasia, there was a young and beautiful girl named Marushca. She was an enigmatic figure, known for her enchanting beauty and magnetic personality. Love and passion seemed to emanate from her every pore, captivating everyone who crossed her path.
By Reynarda Rosa3 years ago in Poets
His Time to Shine
Someday he’s going to shine in his own glory, And at that stage of the game there will be many that fold with regret, He’ll stand tall with the biggest grin gracing his face,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
My funeral bells
I had never known how nor where that sound came from. It was there the first day, the day I was born. It did not stop, only accelerated its pace; it confused me, and I always looked for a trace. It was there at first love when I kissed that little boy, as I gripped his low back and gave him a smile, the sound then appeared to grow loud. It was because, I found out, when my heart throbbed faster, the sound faster grew loud.
By Matt B.3 years ago in Poets
frostwork
sunset through the glass dancers glide beyond the light palace under ice -------------------------- Thank you for reading!
By R.I. Károly3 years ago in Poets
Blackberry Pie
Basket adorning my wrist Kid gloves to cover my fist Through sweet magnolia fields To the sweet taste the thorny blackberry yields
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
Oh, Porcelain Throne
Oh porcelain throne I wrote this for you You're often taken for granted Tho' many do not recall A time you never existed
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Timeless Love
In the hush of night, I gently close my eyes, And in that moment, a bright star does arise. It's the thought of you, my dear, that takes the stage,
By Ms.Jessy3 years ago in Poets
here you go again
here you go again, You want to be alone again, Because there is an absence so large, nobody is able to fill it, you can pretend,
By Rilee Arey3 years ago in Poets
Negative Side
You saw A negative side of me And abandoned me Never realizing There were two sides to that glass And as you turned back to see the shine
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets