Wednesday, November 07, 2018

The Corridor Of Jelly Fried Lithium - Surreal Poetry

The Corridor Of Jelly Fried Lithium

We are the rebellion hounds of the street waves
Trip trop pounding around in our breakfast cereal shoes
Heightened noises in the somberness of night creates ominous panic
Listening with little wishes as yesteryear arises
Glam rock pants are worn for the early morning shopping trip
Place those harpsichord lips on my broken soul and shout "giddy up"

You are the trigger warning as you shuffle along the corridor of jelly fried lithium
Help is there but the spiral path has already been chosen
Your audience holds their breath awaiting news of the sorrowful ending
Flip mo bop come the days of the broken motherboard
Landings have taken place amongst the fictitious stars
Four yellow flowers bend in the breeze from an out of control office fan

Return of the tiny zig zag thought patters fill an empty void
A boat drifts past with a large pink bow as its sail
Streams of unearthly shadows cavort through the darkness of the night
Scribblings are recited through naughty morning eyes
Censorship flies past the golden mirror reflecting ugly beauty
Derelict parts of the mind emerge from the frozen intersections



by Sam Freek


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Author: Sam Freek

Surreal Poetry - What Did You Bring To The Table?

 What Did You Bring To The Table?


Out of sight in a huggermuggery
Trappings are discontinued
The modernisation has disintegrated
Don't be so obnoxious
Put me down for the short term

Use fleeting moments
Make conversation
Swan necking
White noise
Climb the mountain

Flavourless sweets
The worse thing is your expanding forehead
Is your name Arthur?
You ripped me off with your sideboard
Keep checking you're still alive

What did you bring to the table?
by Sam Freek

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Surreal Poetry - Indulge In My Misbehavior

Indulge In My Misbehavior
Simply 
Put
You 
Indulge
In

My 
Misbehavior
Blot out the blur
Explore some more
To become a trivial complaint


by Sam Freek

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Author: Sam Freek 

Things I've Bought This Week

Things I've Bought This Week

A Status Quo tour t-shirt
An old lady fancy dress costume
Some turmeric tablets
Frozen turkey feet
A Marilyn Manson DVD
Two pints of Hobgoblin ruby beer

Author: Sam Freek

One Two Three - Surreal Poetry

One Two Three

One two three - your soul
One two three - my soul
One two three - gone to lunch
One two three - back from lunch
One two three - figured it out
One two three 

by Sam Freek

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Author: Sam Freek

You Became The Noise - Abstract Art Print