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 King
The King sits on his throne Waiting, waiting The halls echo in the deep Listen, Listen The arches curve above him Towering, towering
By Ray Calleja5 years ago in Poets
Well, You Must Be
You look good, very fashionable. How long did you spend getting your hair to look just right? I really like your attention to color choice.
By R. M. Forté5 years ago in Poets
When You Pass Me By
I wake in the night as though from a turbulent dream. Knowing from the depths of my soul, I cling to something My eyes have lost sight of; something of great importance.
By R. M. Forté5 years ago in Poets
A Universe of Things
Will you ever know me, in a World of countless Souls? Just another thing, rattling around in a Universe of things An ecosystem of organisms, all reliant on each other Crowded but alone, in a busy, hectic, frantic World A Universe of Things
By Tim StiX5 years ago in Poets
light to dark
my thoughts are dark my dreams are light my hopes are gone my fears arrive my voice raised high My thoughts find solace under the stars in the dark
By Pablo Falcon5 years ago in Poets
Imaginary Pen
I have a letter, open to the world, nothing inside, since by ink, it can't be written. A letter for no one, but that many awaits,
By The Mager5 years ago in Poets
What IF
What if everything you knew was a lie What if waking up was a dream What if all you knew was a dream What if you are still sleeping
By Hillary Curtis 5 years ago in Poets
Know Them By Their Fruit
Know them by their fruit, taste and see if they are true. Do they look like wolves or sheep? Do they command and demand?
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Poets
The Continuous unconscious ramblings of the conscious mind
Two souls intertwined together beyond distance and time, connected by fate, joined by hope, filled by love. The ever changing journey of life, the adventure to find the unknown truth behind life, is the search for love, happiness and all the joys that it can bring, it can be hidden behind the vale of uncertainty but is forever there.
By Ms Delilah Adams5 years ago in Poets
Lighting Up December
On trees and houses and strung across streets Glowing twinkling and warming hearts Dancing on wires over heads Winding through neighborhoods
By Abby Jacobsen5 years ago in Poets
Rapid pace
The locking of our gaze when we come upon the street, A subtle smile of approval, every time we meet, With coy intent, the fluttering of a doves wings,
By Jordan Zuniga5 years ago in Poets
Repeat
The words of my disappointed cello instructor echo through the empty concert hall Play the piece one more time Then you’re free for the weekend
By SJo5 years ago in Poets