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.
Paddle Out
Meat and cheese, beer and potatoes all in my tummy and that’s the greatest. a pile of lumber and a pack of smokes but nothing beats the real tokes. Tigs on tonks and rugged romps rigged up and really living. pilfering pleasures I go paddling out and I clear up a gout of phlegm of my snout I never shout! or sherk about but sometimes slight or slur my rout.
By Isaac Antonio7 years ago in Poets
My Proza
The bucket screams with a scraping sound, gliding over the floor tiles. When she squeezes the sponge, I hear water seeping back into the bucket. The sound of stubborn dirt that does not want to let go of its soil. It does not matter how long she will wipe and how many stains disappear. She will never get rid of this dirt.
By Tarita Rehm7 years ago in Poets
Unfollow
Healing from a broken friendship isn't easy. Before this poem revealed itself to me, I was reflecting on the times before social media, where people would part ways and never see each other again. I didn't hesitate to press the block button, but somehow how I struggled to hit unfollow
By Gill In Motion7 years ago in Poets
Welcome to the World
Poems like these come to me when I am drawing. I observe what I am drawing, and what is going through my mind as I draw it. Most of the time my mind is blank until the drawing is discernable, and the story comes out of me and pours out like a waterfall. These poems and drawings reflect elements of my subconscious.
By Gill In Motion7 years ago in Poets
