a new sky is born but a pelican swallows everything
the sky cracks
and oozes another sky
it reigns over the earth
and no one knows its an imposter
in place of the sun
a pelican howls
shooting from its mouth
yellow gold
red gold
splashing waves
of blueflame gold
more color than
rods and cones
can comprehend
grow into the size of the seed
says the pelican to the tree
fold yourself back
into the seed and grow
i can dip my beak
into the depths of the sea
and make it disappear
watch how i swallow
all of us
Posted Dec 21, 2021, 8:47 AM UTC
I went back and read some of your other poems after reading this, and I'm a big fan of yours. It's all beautiful, including this one
Thanks for reading and commenting! This poem was more of a first-ish attempt at surrealism. Got kind of inspired after discovering Max Ritvo’s poetry - highly recommend checking out his poems!
I will have to read some Max Ritvo now, and I applaud you for making your first stab at surrealism. It's a wonderfully revolutionary genre. Ideal for poking fun at convention and pissing off powers that be. My advice to you, here, is that less is more. For instance, I would cut words from your title. I'd also edit your first paragraph as follows:
You, of course, are the poet, these are fallible recommendations, and many have already come by here to say how much they enjoyed your work. I offer this in the spirit of being helpful and friendly.