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.
Anchises
My son, born of a goddess, carried me for I was punished for boasting, from the burning city on his shoulder, leading his son by the hand. He lost his wife that night amidst the turmoil, soon after he lost me. Now I sit and wait for him to return, so that I may tell him of his future. I sit looking at those who are to be men some soon and some far from now. I have much to tell of the greatness of his people that is yet to come. A mission for all the sons of Mavors, to do the duty they were born to do.
By Ethan Graham5 years ago in Poets
The Search
This is one of the poems I crafted which very much wrote itself. I tried hard to keep a decent rhyming scheme, and said each line out aloud to make sure the pacing felt natural, with comfortable places to take a breath. It all fell into place quite wonderfully. I love the imagery this poem invokes in my mind, as I can see the captain very clearly in my mind's eye. Although not explicitly stated, his overwhelming feeling of sadness and loss was quite palpable. I think it's all of the implied textures of his pain that make me most proud of this piece.
By Matthew Leo5 years ago in Poets
