performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Your voice
Your voice has a wonderful tone that reminds me of cheerful birds in the forest. It's as if you're singing a song of bliss, adding to my appreciation for nature's beauty.
Gloria PenelopePublished 2 minutes ago in PoetsIf you are overthinker- read this
Overthinking always plonks us into a negative spiral and makes us believe the worst of any scenario. It robs us of the joy of being in the present moment. If you are someone who actively struggles with overthinking and ruminating, here are some powerful affirmations that can help you put yourself at ease and be grounded in the present moment.
Hridya SharmaPublished about 2 hours ago in Poetseveryone tells
exposed no surprises disease of pride become a wilder element shooting starts in the daytime laugh at the predictable offered of myself
⸘jason alan‽Published about 12 hours ago in PoetsBlurry Outlines and Bad Words
I am caught in the teeth of the moderator, Stuck between their molars and making the King of censorship Chew on something they don't quite understand.
Silver Serpent BooksPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsRepetitive Regimens & Reversal Remedies (Quite A Mouthful, I Know)
Let’s take a moment shall we for the answers that won’t come due to the questions we don’t ask That stubborn independence
The Dani WriterPublished about 15 hours ago in Poetsfeels like acceptance
Hey there, You... You know who wanted to connect personally, direct one to another, brothers and sisters in arms, suffering through lives with absent charms
Paul StewartPublished about 22 hours ago in PoetsBlind love
Let me love you as I could, Not as you will or as I need to. For love, to linger, have to be free, and what
Kamal O. TouhamiPublished about 23 hours ago in PoetsThe Monsters you made
Deep in the shadows, where promises wane, We stand tall, the monsters you made. With voices solid, we stand proud, No more deceptions, not one more day.
Vopnu, Adomale MondayPublished about 24 hours ago in PoetsShelter
If I were on the ground crying would you help me? If I were hungry and I needed a meal would you feed me? If I smelled foul and I needed bathing would you bathe me?
Rick Henry ChristopherPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Bear, The Man, and The Woods
Sunlight bleeds through the pines There’s a bear on the path before me A strange man approaches from the rear I run towards the bear
Atomic HistorianPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Strong One
I am the strong one. The one who worries and plans For everyone else’s care. The phone rings sounding the alarm
Cynthia FieldsPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Song Of The Green Man
Introduction This is inspired by two things, the walk along a main road in Newcastle that you can see below: ... and I mentioned the Green Man in a recent poem and my great friend made a comment that amused me as she was totally unaware of the legends of the Green Man. This is the poem.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished a day ago in Poets