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.
As we travel on trains trees people and buildings we see
The Parkways sit below as we look out the window sill' The buildings full off people some r working some are eating The grass so green and people walking on the ground some with pets and some with not.
By Antonella Cathy Rubini Matutini6 years ago in Poets
You are God
“What, did you forget something?” “No Mom,” I press my last bag into the backseat of my car. I use my shoulder to press the door shut and turn back to her. I must look worried. I’m not. She’s beginning to well up with tears. I’m not. She’s blessed when my sister and I visit. I’m not. Not this time anyways.
By Andrew Wallace6 years ago in Poets
The bleeding beetroot
Wandering around the fortress that is my house. I’m hunting. Hunting for a sweet release from this junk appetite craving. Though I don’t need to do this adventure I believe I will arrive to a moment of great joy. Those pockets of joys unload overall joys which sounds ultimately appetising. I hope I earn money from this I think as I type this because money can buy me more food. Food is something I’ve struggled to attain at moments of my Student University life adventure so food is a wonderful concept in my world. Heck anyone’s WOLRd.
By Abishna Vamadevan6 years ago in Poets
