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.
In Plain sight
The monsters are not under the bed. The monsters are not under the stairs. They aren't in the closet. They aren't in the attic.
Jasmine HarrisPublished 3 months ago in PoetsIn Earth
In Summer, Clouds In Winter, Distant Sun In Sunlight, Shade In Darkness, Where Demons Run In Wealth, Worthlessness In Poverty, Enough
Ismaeel PiperdiPublished 3 months ago in PoetsI wonder
I wonder sometimes when I wander Wander through the concrete-clad world we inhabit I wonder if the plants, trees and wildlife appreciate
Paul StewartPublished 3 months ago in PoetsKeeping the Christmas Secret
Twas the night before Christmas The kiddies sure make a fuss pretending to sleep, awaiting Saint Nicholas Closing their eyes, peeking through, just a little
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 3 months ago in PoetsBlood-soaked demands
I demand payment I said to myself I said As I sat down and bled to myself I demand laughter, sweat and tears Their joy, misery and fears
Paul StewartPublished 3 months ago in PoetsIn the Hush of Doubt, Love's Whisper Blooms
In realms of whispers, where shadows lie, Love's melody once soared, now torn and dry. Evni's touch, a fading memory's grace,
Ivan IslamPublished 3 months ago in PoetsEchoes of Self
In the depths of darkness, my forgotten self resides, A name concealed, a story untold, where my identity hides. Loneliness, my constant companion, an unwelcome guest,
Ms. HellenaPublished 3 months ago in PoetsMurmurs of Sundown: An Inestimable Villanelle
In dusk's dance, a delicate and muffled shade (A) A material painted with the blurring day (B) A quiet scene, where dreams are conceived once more (A)
Manjit@6400..Published 3 months ago in Poetsgoldilocks
Ice cold decisions In the heat of the moment Expecting, just right
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 3 months ago in PoetsWords
Words A to Zyzzyva Words All we have to explain Ourselves to us Us to ourselves Words to describe A universe undescribable
Andrew C McDonaldPublished 3 months ago in PoetsGoodby to the old
Soon we shall leap the gap A gap of a year 31,557,600 seconds we have experienced Dwindling to a single instant In nondark of a night
Andrew C McDonaldPublished 3 months ago in PoetsChristmas Elves
C - Cheerful little people busy with Christmas chores H - Happily building toys for good little boys and girls R - Red and green hats atop towheads
Mother CombsPublished 3 months ago in Poets