Swimming Through The Canals of Surrealism

Canvasing manifest destiny

Redemption of the unconsciousness

One brushstroke followed by another

Sightless eyes envisioning potentials

Surrealism landscapes and embodiments

Of a new heaven and a reborn hell

Circular flames and triangular faces

Empty lines and growing spaces

Ice cold flames are all the same

Revolving in equality for all you see

Irrationality but a textual construct

Unlocking the repression inside

Showing that which used to hide

Embarking on a mental inclination

Investigating our warped imagination

The sweetness of primitive mythology

Challenged by modern psychologies

Psychic automatism on untold medium

Surreal interpretations of lucid openings

Nothing now what it used to mean

Living thoughts becoming dreams

Like a stormtrooper with heavy boots

From Dada came a sack of roots

Refusing to grow in complacency

Rows much too neat and orderly

Juxtapose and scrambling

Speaking things that words can’t say

Messengers of the people says

And hears and speaks and says again

Plurality bending, lines are thin

Uncertainties awarded fantasies

Furiously brushing eccentrically

Bordering on insanity

Breaking boundaries and moving on

Techniques bold and brushes broad

Scraping, blending, frottage

Tasting the sweetness of the newfound

Explorers of the great white canvases

Melting clocks and an occultists eye

Perspective bent up to the sky

A pipe or not plus a furry cup

A pair of Frieda’s holding hands

Flying cities, musical notes underground

Gatherings without a sound

Pushing daisies without a hand

Theater masks and shifting sands

Splintering of the sacred eye

Teardrops falling from the skies

Avant-garde in gay Paris

Searching for meaning in scenery

Social cues of anti-socialism

A looking glass or polished prism

 

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.
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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

One thought on “Swimming Through The Canals of Surrealism

  • May 17, 2018 at 12:05 AM
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    Surrealism is a great platform for poetic expression especially for word play and imagery. Nicely done Ralph, great use of language and painting the mind with imagery. Cheers!

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