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 Thing That Will Be
For miles all the eye can see is bare crimson earth. There are no sun-bleached trees or tall staggering cacti. No rolling dunes and no tumbleweeds. No rocks either, only pebbles and hints of gritty sand. The only real stimulants are the occasional cracks and crevasses.
By Noah Servant-Of-All6 years ago in Poets
16 Vessel Virgins
She brought me a flower at the front door at the Cafe Corner Store. I have never seen your sister standing alone in a shadow alone. She promises to be siting upon a throne. Now she is at the Cafe Corner Stone. How many more times they have caught her standing there to carry that stone to the shore.
By Paul Noel Cimino6 years ago in Poets
