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.
Elderflower
I My eyes meditate on you; the static stones of your sprawled body, and the tectonic,lazy grinding of your megalithic limbs that shy away from the golden organ pipes burning through the canopy smattered above, honeyed lasers on our shared milk-flesh. As the corners of your mouth rise, and your tongue quakes on your elderflower sorbet, mine does too. You are walled by feathery blades of dew soaked lawn and dandelions,the monumental press of your tired body forming the fringes of a tangled exoskeleton.
By Jack Duckett8 years ago in Poets
