Long Surreal Poems
#surreal
missjem56
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 1:33am
9th Apr 2021 1:33am
Dreams of Bowie!
another Bowie dream last night? we were mooching around old Londinium, with photographers everywhere, that were almost as interested in me, as they were David (we're on first name terms in dreamworld!) for some obscure reason, we ended up in a solicitors office, where they happened to have a small cocktail cabinet. where the solicitor was helping David do some secret research into something, neither she, nor David told me what? i popped out for a joint, and when i came back in, they both looked a bit frustrated, as they hadn't made any ground, there were piles of files, and paperwork...
#dreams
#funny
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 1:25am
19th Feb 2021 1:25am
The Three Doors
Wandering through a small forest
I came across an old gnarled tree
As i drew even closer
It had a doorway i could see
It was all wonky, and misshapen
My curiosity took control
As i pushed it wide open
It swallowed me whole
I was sucked into a world of cats
Some were flying, some sound asleep
And others were simply walking around
With purrings so very deep
Others gently brushed my legs
Guiding me like that
Leading me to another cat
Which was sat upon a mat
This cat then spoke to me
Saying "i purr therefore i...
I came across an old gnarled tree
As i drew even closer
It had a doorway i could see
It was all wonky, and misshapen
My curiosity took control
As i pushed it wide open
It swallowed me whole
I was sucked into a world of cats
Some were flying, some sound asleep
And others were simply walking around
With purrings so very deep
Others gently brushed my legs
Guiding me like that
Leading me to another cat
Which was sat upon a mat
This cat then spoke to me
Saying "i purr therefore i...
#cats
#ghosts
#fairies
#mystery
#surreal
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
15th Feb 2021 11:26pm
15th Feb 2021 11:26pm
From: AnOtherWorld, (a broken piece)
Blackstar radiating bilnd'light
on the smudges
on my birth certificate.
(They'say i must'go)
drumsdrumdrumming!
(They'say i must'go)
Worlds scream and laugh backwards
(They'say i must'go)
Money is tight'tight'tight say moneyman /
(They'say i must'go)
Moneyman dies his own death.
(They'say i must'go)
his world currency burns much like paper
(They'say i must'go)
A back'assed laugh & a screamWorld
remains.
(They'say you must'go)
(They'say we must'go)
...
on the smudges
on my birth certificate.
(They'say i must'go)
drumsdrumdrumming!
(They'say i must'go)
Worlds scream and laugh backwards
(They'say i must'go)
Money is tight'tight'tight say moneyman /
(They'say i must'go)
Moneyman dies his own death.
(They'say i must'go)
his world currency burns much like paper
(They'say i must'go)
A back'assed laugh & a screamWorld
remains.
(They'say you must'go)
(They'say we must'go)
...
#dark
#death
#memorial
#separation
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
9th Jan 2021 12:56pm
9th Jan 2021 12:56pm
Life Is But A Dream
Imagine the weirdest collection of dreams you've ever had. Then imagine those dreams, were dreams, within dreams, within dreams. Then discovering that you are not the one dreaming these dreams, but merely one of the characters, within these dreams, of dreams, and that we are all no more than bit players within the most complex dream, being dreamt, by just one dreamer, and that this dreamers dream, although seemingly billions years old, as it includes all the known science of the universe, and it's theoretical beginnings of time, where time and space become completely distorted, and disturbed...
#dreams
#funny
#surreal
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
31st Dec 2020 9:29pm
31st Dec 2020 9:29pm
endless ringing points of our tangential touch~ divine intervention.. stitch & string as garlanding ev circularities
this night
has in her a roasted georgette crisp
seductive translucence veiling strip
all over her palatially wide open content....
as dark grinding in, an amorphous illumine
gritty layered~ texturing- a
sprawling~ pervasive nakedness
..tinkly ripples as wavy chiffon hints..
of maturing smokiness, in a quite
undulatingly engaging enigmatic
pulling magnetic haze, of a drowsy
nicotidine~ pheromonal spraying
fogginess alleys, in a slowly causal–
an intense adding up sexy dizziness...
has in her a roasted georgette crisp
seductive translucence veiling strip
all over her palatially wide open content....
as dark grinding in, an amorphous illumine
gritty layered~ texturing- a
sprawling~ pervasive nakedness
..tinkly ripples as wavy chiffon hints..
of maturing smokiness, in a quite
undulatingly engaging enigmatic
pulling magnetic haze, of a drowsy
nicotidine~ pheromonal spraying
fogginess alleys, in a slowly causal–
an intense adding up sexy dizziness...
#love
#universe
#moon
#spiritual
#surreal
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
20th Nov 2020 11:23am
20th Nov 2020 11:23am
(s)nake(d)~ smoke eye
slow-motion
s s
m s
o e
k n
i
~eyes
salaciously
serenades
as double~ barrel
wooden fluting
charmer reed: the
-M A K U D I-
gushes out
wantonly ...
s s
m s
o e
k n
i
~eyes
salaciously
serenades
as double~ barrel
wooden fluting
charmer reed: the
-M A K U D I-
gushes out
wantonly ...
#love
#spiritual
#MentalHealth
#sensual
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
14th Nov 2020 3:28pm
14th Nov 2020 3:28pm
The Girl, And The Dragon
The Dragon viewed her, through deep scarlet eyes.
It knew instinctively, she was not after the treasure, so was unsure of her quest.
She carried no obvious weapons, nor could he sense any magic from her, so was puzzled why she was risking her life, by entering his cave, for surely she would be aware of his ferocity, and that no-one had ever left his cave alive.
he slowly, deliberately, and menacingly, moved around her, examining her features.
She was well dressed, clothed in a crimson red velvet, and her lips were of a blood red colour, highlighted by her pale face. ...
It knew instinctively, she was not after the treasure, so was unsure of her quest.
She carried no obvious weapons, nor could he sense any magic from her, so was puzzled why she was risking her life, by entering his cave, for surely she would be aware of his ferocity, and that no-one had ever left his cave alive.
he slowly, deliberately, and menacingly, moved around her, examining her features.
She was well dressed, clothed in a crimson red velvet, and her lips were of a blood red colour, highlighted by her pale face. ...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#surreal
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Nov 2020 4:56am
11th Nov 2020 4:56am
Ode to The Persistence of Memory
tick
tock tock
tick tick
tock |___ tock
tick tick
tock tock
tick
The hands of time keep moving
Without stopping
or s-l-o-w-i-n-g down
But in my mind I’m drawn toward some surreal dream
To somewhere in –
- and out of memory
Maybe it’s the
nostalgia
Maybe it’s...
tock tock
tick tick
tock |___ tock
tick tick
tock tock
tick
The hands of time keep moving
Without stopping
or s-l-o-w-i-n-g down
But in my mind I’m drawn toward some surreal dream
To somewhere in –
- and out of memory
Maybe it’s the
nostalgia
Maybe it’s...
#dreams
#art
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
6th Nov 2020 9:06pm
6th Nov 2020 9:06pm
Pushing Up The Daisies!
On my walk to the red post box today
A daisy, was sticking up, in a most unusual way
I went to take a closer look, a bit amazed
To see one in November, and in such cold days
When much to my surprise, it spoke to me
When i say spoke, it shouted loudly
"Don't you dare pick me up, i know your sort!"
"You'll turn me into a chain, or something of that sort!"
I was much taken aback, at being shouted at by a flower
Funny time to be daydreaming, at this particular hour
But felt a little guilty, as for a small lark
Last Spring, i'd made some Daisy...
A daisy, was sticking up, in a most unusual way
I went to take a closer look, a bit amazed
To see one in November, and in such cold days
When much to my surprise, it spoke to me
When i say spoke, it shouted loudly
"Don't you dare pick me up, i know your sort!"
"You'll turn me into a chain, or something of that sort!"
I was much taken aback, at being shouted at by a flower
Funny time to be daydreaming, at this particular hour
But felt a little guilty, as for a small lark
Last Spring, i'd made some Daisy...
#nature
#funny
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
6th Nov 2020 5:02pm
6th Nov 2020 5:02pm
Reflecting On A Wall
Today, i looked at a wall
And saw a face, i didn't recognise at all
It returned my gaze, and said this one thing
If you have an orgasm, try not to sing!
This puzzled me, to the furthest extreme
As if i had an orgasm, i'd more likely scream
But my memory of such things, were in the distant past
And a scream might sound like singing, but very very fast
So i checked my old diaries, and that kind of thing
And found a comment, "remember not to sing!"
It was in my own writing, i was much perplexed
As i don't remember...
And saw a face, i didn't recognise at all
It returned my gaze, and said this one thing
If you have an orgasm, try not to sing!
This puzzled me, to the furthest extreme
As if i had an orgasm, i'd more likely scream
But my memory of such things, were in the distant past
And a scream might sound like singing, but very very fast
So i checked my old diaries, and that kind of thing
And found a comment, "remember not to sing!"
It was in my own writing, i was much perplexed
As i don't remember...
#funny
#SelfReflection
#surreal #orgasm
#surreal #orgasm
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 12:35pm
9th Oct 2020 12:35pm
Of the Daily Dream Déjà vus In Recurring Leitmotifs... & Their Forever Ageing Feltness
they first paint thin, and
pale... over and over again
ploying as precursive coats
that sirens as pachydermously
trumpeting upbeat rambunctious
echoes... daring pretty enough
to dauntlessly throw down
their monotonous gauntlets..
for a free~ radically let out
rhapsodical sinuous wavelengths..
that collogue & converse as
characteristic accentuation
of their inherent earth tones
to the digging anew surreal highs
further lit up in the gathering
steely darkbluing...
pale... over and over again
ploying as precursive coats
that sirens as pachydermously
trumpeting upbeat rambunctious
echoes... daring pretty enough
to dauntlessly throw down
their monotonous gauntlets..
for a free~ radically let out
rhapsodical sinuous wavelengths..
that collogue & converse as
characteristic accentuation
of their inherent earth tones
to the digging anew surreal highs
further lit up in the gathering
steely darkbluing...
#love
#dreams
#rain
#spiritual
#surreal
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 4:50am
9th Jun 2020 4:50am
Maturing
I've realized so much in the past few weeks,
From the time I reached eighteen, it was like living in the Matrix,
I was still acting as if I were a child,
I was not doing anything wild,
But that was just it...I did nothing.
Homework, video games, reading, writing, drawing,
Then, just video games, reading, writing, and drawing,
From responsibility, I was running.
I realized and denied my need to be more responsible, so fast,
I realized without realizing, the changes my brain was making so fast,
I delayed my need to make my own...
From the time I reached eighteen, it was like living in the Matrix,
I was still acting as if I were a child,
I was not doing anything wild,
But that was just it...I did nothing.
Homework, video games, reading, writing, drawing,
Then, just video games, reading, writing, and drawing,
From responsibility, I was running.
I realized and denied my need to be more responsible, so fast,
I realized without realizing, the changes my brain was making so fast,
I delayed my need to make my own...
#ILoveYou
#LGBT
#IMissYou
#surreal
#bittersweet
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