surreal poetry

The hue is that of cherished memories, Orange, red, grey, Black Like earth renewing her sacred needs, Orange, red, grey, Black Gluttony drives you, beast of morning Orange, red, grey, Black To devour ...

Inappropriate thoughts, You pop in and out to say... hello Is it hello? Or “hello”? I try to stay mellow, but Your hello sounds encrypted Almost scripted—maybe mystic. Maybe it’s all innocent, I overt...

I am from Thoreau's cabin yet I have always somehow feverishly written with Whitman's pen. Poe never fully accepted the affair but would, when feeling neglected, creep into my dreams, nestle close aga...

Late night, Early morning. Bold starlight, Eyes are burning. Cold sunshine, Heated moon. Am I blind, Or is it true? Heavy steps, Vision blurred. Scar effect, Breathing slurred. Raw ground, Nothing lef...

Death approached young Johnny, with his cello in a case, His bony fingers crawled 'neath his robe, no expression on his face, "You beat the devil, Johnny, but don't go thinking that you've won, Everyb...

Heads of statues displayed on pillars He climbs in his truck and pulls the engine New mother walks the gravel Young woman descends the steps The day only just begins No-one left to thank A man and wom...

this can’t be real, I think when faced with the ground breaking apart beneath my feet when I have no chance to turn back around or flee in a new direction but somehow there’s still some part of me bui...

You know what amazes me? That the same God who told the sea how far it can go so it doesn't over power the sand and the earth. The same one who took a paint brush and painted each mountain peak and dr...

The forest is a dark mistress. She is peaceful. Quiet with only the sounds of crickets, howling winds, and mysterious animal sounds. She is tranquility. She is a dark Heaven. Little do you know As the...

I wonder sometimes on rather you ok, if you are happy with the choices that you made. Did you know that you would fall down the rabbit hole this far just to mend your broken heart? sometimes I wonder ...

Have you ever mourned the loss of a life that was still alive? Their heart still beating, lungs still breathing, brain still working but their soul and spirit has died? Just an empty house begging to ...

Swirling, dizzy with panic, A searing wave of heat crashes around me Crying on the inside filled with fear. Tell myself it will be okay, A voice deep within whispers; "you lie" Louder and louder the v...

I’m not black or white if you ask me, I’ll never fight I’m just me, somethin’ in-between. Very unexpected, quite unforeseen Never really fit in on either side of the fence this is why I’ve been on the...

Thank you for the world. Thank you for making me feel so small and insignificant. You showed me that there is a whole universe, one that doesn't care about my actions, or my words, or my shortcomings....

Me: I need to text her. - Mind: Stop. You are working. You have to keep going. Me: But I miss her. Some of my huge ideas came from her, do you know? - Mind: Yeah. I know. However you were alive before...

The lights go dim I know it's about to happen The moment I've been waiting for I can feel it in my heart I'm becoming aroused I can feel it in my mouth I'm beginning to salivate My eyes go wide and br...

A black moth swam in the warmness The glow of a bright orange streetlight It doesn't get too close, it is far too smart Yet not smart enough to flutter away The bright bulb flickers Plunging the small...

To bring back what you love the most. To reach your Hands into the dirt and take it from its resting place, all The dust you would brush off of its skin. I bury my losses in my stomach. I swallow ever...