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.
Paradox
Perplexing puzzles my picturesque point of view. So I ponder on the pandemonium in my mind. Pixies,Pyramids,and Pyromaniac Peasants playfully pounce onto my pendulum.How preposterous to think a precise plea would interrupt my pleasurable plague. Problematic phantoms and phantasms. Praying for pillars to keep the pile of propaganda from being postively publicized.Yet we pledge to an evil of sorts leading to an inhumane omen. We are the people who become powerless and victims of prey. Perception in this sense I feel is viewed through a clever conundrum.
By Cascade Hairston7 years ago in Poets
Whiskey Dreams of Pixie Dancers
I once saw light flickering through leaves of a tree, a tree not like the others on the mountain, and would swear I saw a dryad dance amongst the branches, who turned into a wren and flitted away. I saw a pale nymph dancing, and she turned into a girl with short hair and whose lips taste of red wine. Rain running sideways like the river it once was, and a mountain basin turn from green, yellow, gold and silver to a world of white, blue and infinity. Through such eyes I see this world, all that I see now merely a thin shade over the layers that came before it.
By Moros Keene7 years ago in Poets
