Surreal Poems
#surreal
Surreal poems, poetry describing bizarre, unexpected and dreamlike occurrences. Surreal poems exploring the creative potential of the unconscious mind. Also poetry about the Surrealist movement in art and culture.
missjem56
Poem Published
Today 2:45am
Today 2:45am
Time For The Goblet Of Honey
There's a toilet roll
By my shoulder
Tis true
But not there
For the loo
But a random aitchoo
It's currently looped
Over the stem
Of a bottle
Of balsamic vinegar
Which is half sticking
Out of a drawer
Of a bookcase
With no books
After this write
And read
You too
May fancy mead!
by Jemia
By my shoulder
Tis true
But not there
For the loo
But a random aitchoo
It's currently looped
Over the stem
Of a bottle
Of balsamic vinegar
Which is half sticking
Out of a drawer
Of a bookcase
With no books
After this write
And read
You too
May fancy mead!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#satirical
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 3:16am
15th Dec 2024 3:16am
Night Of The Living Wobble!
It was once said
That Weevils wobble
But they don't fall down
I used to be a Weevil
Now i'm just a wobble
"Remember you're a wobble
Like a womble
Only different....
by Jemia
That Weevils wobble
But they don't fall down
I used to be a Weevil
Now i'm just a wobble
"Remember you're a wobble
Like a womble
Only different....
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#satirical
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 2:56pm
4th Dec 2024 2:56pm
A Marriage
I had seen its pulsating glow
From down here, on the earth below
Its light had disturbed my sleep
Beneath it's slow stagnant creep
In desperation, and despair
I gained no sleep, under the moon all aglare
So i grabbed my bow, and held it true
As i shot my golden arrow to the moon
It sat like a lantern shadowed raven
Amongst the night skies there engraven
My arrow meanwhile, continued its mission
For i captured the moon, in my vision
The moon got angry, it turned a blood red
As it stood there scowling, above my...
From down here, on the earth below
Its light had disturbed my sleep
Beneath it's slow stagnant creep
In desperation, and despair
I gained no sleep, under the moon all aglare
So i grabbed my bow, and held it true
As i shot my golden arrow to the moon
It sat like a lantern shadowed raven
Amongst the night skies there engraven
My arrow meanwhile, continued its mission
For i captured the moon, in my vision
The moon got angry, it turned a blood red
As it stood there scowling, above my...
#magic
#moon
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 11:36pm
3rd Dec 2024 11:36pm
Multi Story Far Lark, Scrambled!
I am many things
I can multi task
At the drop of a pin
Not only pick up the proverbial pin
But scold the careless person
Who dropped the pin that didn't actually exist!
Dropping pins willy-nilly
I can write stuff, and do art
I can dance, like a bakewell tart
I can work as a team
Useful perhaps in a menage a troix!
I can paint the entirety of a house
And plant a myriad trees
Dance like a butterfly
A bit nervous around bees
I am the missing spoke
Of a bicycle wheel
Useful to be, if this was for real
I am...
I can multi task
At the drop of a pin
Not only pick up the proverbial pin
But scold the careless person
Who dropped the pin that didn't actually exist!
Dropping pins willy-nilly
I can write stuff, and do art
I can dance, like a bakewell tart
I can work as a team
Useful perhaps in a menage a troix!
I can paint the entirety of a house
And plant a myriad trees
Dance like a butterfly
A bit nervous around bees
I am the missing spoke
Of a bicycle wheel
Useful to be, if this was for real
I am...
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody
#satirical #surreal
#satirical #surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 00:13am
1st Dec 2024 00:13am
Trans Reindeers With The Hump
Tis now the eve of december
A time to remember
NOT to watch tv
Avoid christmas ads, and emails
If anyone brings christmas into any conversation
Grunt audibly, then say "bah humbug!"
Then wander off, grumbling incoherently
Ironic that the first santa
Came to us from 11th century Turkey
Sounds like he was hatched!
Turkey, and santa, are you kidding me?
When santa lived in Turkey, he had no reindeer
And managed without for over 600 hundred years
Perhaps he used camels instead
Imagine six camels soaring into the night...
A time to remember
NOT to watch tv
Avoid christmas ads, and emails
If anyone brings christmas into any conversation
Grunt audibly, then say "bah humbug!"
Then wander off, grumbling incoherently
Ironic that the first santa
Came to us from 11th century Turkey
Sounds like he was hatched!
Turkey, and santa, are you kidding me?
When santa lived in Turkey, he had no reindeer
And managed without for over 600 hundred years
Perhaps he used camels instead
Imagine six camels soaring into the night...
#Christmas
#funny
#parody
#satirical
#surreal
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 5:43pm
30th Nov 2024 5:43pm
Masking Death With Life
The death mask laid upon my face
will at last give serenity to this face.
Unmasked, I was exposed to the world’s
stares, aggression, stigma and prejudice.
This death mask now the earth above my grave,
where I’m entombed within peaceful confines.
Naked of a mask, the light did not warm me,
the arctic accusations from the voices chilled me.
This shield placed upon the face of my corpse
gives me one last bastion of security and peace.
will at last give serenity to this face.
Unmasked, I was exposed to the world’s
stares, aggression, stigma and prejudice.
This death mask now the earth above my grave,
where I’m entombed within peaceful confines.
Naked of a mask, the light did not warm me,
the arctic accusations from the voices chilled me.
This shield placed upon the face of my corpse
gives me one last bastion of security and peace.
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 3:44pm
30th Nov 2024 3:44pm
Destiny Blinded by the Fog of Psychosis
I will find the way.
A path I’ve once trodden
blanketed with fallen leaves
now smoldering red and black.
This path I’ve trodden
is a cursed one with an uncertain end.
Up ahead this path darkens and fogs.
With beating heart and sweaty skin
I have always proceeded forward
into my own unknown both present and future.
I enter, consumed by the fog of psychosis,
the blackness just beyond that ahead,
perhaps death? Hell? Reincarnation?!
Perhaps beyond the black is the womb
of my next mother and...
A path I’ve once trodden
blanketed with fallen leaves
now smoldering red and black.
This path I’ve trodden
is a cursed one with an uncertain end.
Up ahead this path darkens and fogs.
With beating heart and sweaty skin
I have always proceeded forward
into my own unknown both present and future.
I enter, consumed by the fog of psychosis,
the blackness just beyond that ahead,
perhaps death? Hell? Reincarnation?!
Perhaps beyond the black is the womb
of my next mother and...
#dark
#FeelingLost
#hell
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 2:07am
29th Nov 2024 2:07am
A Bit Of A Tall Story
Whilst at the supermarket
Just the other day
I purchased some super king sized eggs
For omelettes, in disarray
Unfortunately
When i cracked open the shell
A baby pterodactyl popped out, well
Perhaps
I could try a pterodactyl curry too
(Well i am 10%, chicken vindaloo!)
Or pterodactyl risotto would be nice
But i then looked into it's pleading
Yet quite scary eyes
And glad it couldn't yet fly
As i'd clipped it's wings, on the sly
And not wanting to appear rude
I decided to conjure it some food
Funnily enough, i...
Just the other day
I purchased some super king sized eggs
For omelettes, in disarray
Unfortunately
When i cracked open the shell
A baby pterodactyl popped out, well
Perhaps
I could try a pterodactyl curry too
(Well i am 10%, chicken vindaloo!)
Or pterodactyl risotto would be nice
But i then looked into it's pleading
Yet quite scary eyes
And glad it couldn't yet fly
As i'd clipped it's wings, on the sly
And not wanting to appear rude
I decided to conjure it some food
Funnily enough, i...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#satirical #surreal
#satirical #surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 2:38pm
22nd Nov 2024 2:38pm
Preferring The Horn
The pauper porpoise poet
Was a very poor porpoise indeed
As she spent all of her lobster money
On copious ammounts of mead
She read her poems at open mics
But her words were all at sea
Apart from one fine night, she got it right
And flipped her flippers with glee!
Some thought she was a dolphin
Which would really piss her off
And one even called her "Flipper"
She told him to foff!
Yet she found him quite attractive
He was a swordfish, well endowed
And when she saw how 'sharp' he was
Their marriage was avowed ...
Was a very poor porpoise indeed
As she spent all of her lobster money
On copious ammounts of mead
She read her poems at open mics
But her words were all at sea
Apart from one fine night, she got it right
And flipped her flippers with glee!
Some thought she was a dolphin
Which would really piss her off
And one even called her "Flipper"
She told him to foff!
Yet she found him quite attractive
He was a swordfish, well endowed
And when she saw how 'sharp' he was
Their marriage was avowed ...
#betrayal
#fish
#funny
#satirical
#surreal
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 11:11pm
21st Nov 2024 11:11pm
Eyes Ablaze
This fury within…
Eyes ablaze with the hellfire from within.
Once a soul within, it has long burned
into a pile of ash which smolders on,
but it will never come back to me.
I understand my body thus is no more
than a rotten edifice waiting to finally collapse.
Eyes ablaze with the hellfire from within.
Once a soul within, it has long burned
into a pile of ash which smolders on,
but it will never come back to me.
I understand my body thus is no more
than a rotten edifice waiting to finally collapse.
#anger
#dark
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
#surreal
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 12:36pm
20th Nov 2024 12:36pm
Hollow Man
Hollow of eyes,
these shut eyelids
cast out the light.
The eyes of this soulless man
fused shut years ago to the light.
Light that would melt the ice within.
Hollow of a voice,
these shut lips
hide my cold thoughts.
The voice of this empty man
choked mute long ago.
Mute to expressions of empathy.
Hollow of warmth,
this icy skin
encasing a body void of a soul.
these shut eyelids
cast out the light.
The eyes of this soulless man
fused shut years ago to the light.
Light that would melt the ice within.
Hollow of a voice,
these shut lips
hide my cold thoughts.
The voice of this empty man
choked mute long ago.
Mute to expressions of empathy.
Hollow of warmth,
this icy skin
encasing a body void of a soul.
#dark
#MentalHealth
#scary #surreal
#scary #surreal
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 4:42pm
18th Nov 2024 4:42pm
Love With Shut Eyes
Love lost in the light.
Lost with eyes wide open!
Even with the sun burning
the darkness of my shadow.
Love found in the dark.
Found with eyes shut!
Even with the sun’s descent
I gaze on with shut eyes.
Love lost and found
between light and dark.
The sight of beauty
with shut eyes so profound.
Lost with eyes wide open!
Even with the sun burning
the darkness of my shadow.
Love found in the dark.
Found with eyes shut!
Even with the sun’s descent
I gaze on with shut eyes.
Love lost and found
between light and dark.
The sight of beauty
with shut eyes so profound.
#crush
#FallingInLove
#love
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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