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.
Australian Colloquialism Can Kill
Today I made soup. Tomorrow, I wish I hadn't. A hearty pumpkin soup is exactly what this dreary soggy day neds. It's been raining for three days straight now and roads have been blocked off, grass lawns seem to be floating and there's birds taking baths in the gutters. I'm pretty certain there are wallabies in every single front yard in my street enjoying these sudden showers too.
By Audrey Wilbert5 years ago in Poets
REFLECTIONS UNDER A BLUE SKY
As I lie in the sand, my senses are amplified. I find myself in a vivid world taking in all my surroundings. The sun's warmth wraps around me like a hug from a loved one. Warm sand drifts softly between my fingers as I make small circles with my hands. The sky above is such a simple beauty that I have so often taken for granted. Small loose clouds drift overhead in a beautiful dance, and I'm inspired. In this moment everything becomes clear. The great expanse of the world and life itself is at once awe-inspiring and simple. Gazing into the sea of blue above, my thoughts turn to the blue eyes that have illuminated my life.
By Michael Snow5 years ago in Poets
