Surreal

A poem by Isabelle Sorrells


Flowers in by boots,

Clouds in my hair.

Yellow grass above me,

Red air beneath me.

Plato the jilted planet on my right,

Ferris’ wheel to my left.

My mind beating in the space of my heart,

My heart thinking between the clouds.

Hand in foot.

Foot in hand.

Eyes of water to see,

Dali got nothin’ on me.

Puppeteer

Poem and image created by Isabelle Sorrells


These things attached to me

Thin spider’s silk

Gleaming in the light.

Strands of glass

Unbreakable.

One lifts,

My limbs follow.

I’m at it’s mercy

And it’s command.

I resisted, in the past.

But I have found it easier

To let these strands of glass

Do it all for me.

I never realized

The one who held these chains of control

All along

Keeping me captive

Was me.