performance poetry

Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.

The Path Home
In yon house of refuge began my tale, Betwixt that space and next hangs a thin veil, These bounds in which I gasped taking first breath,
By Thomas Durbin15 days ago in Poets
🌹🌹The Manifesting Magical Mantra of the Smiling, Sunshine Lucky Cat 🌅🌅
🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅 🌹 Mantra of the Maneki Neko, Lucky Cat 🌹 having a bad day trying to find the light. . . running away from the nine tailed fox. . finding my white Maneki Neko, Lucky Cat. . .
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne15 days ago in Poets
The Showdown at the Old Saloon
The Showdown at the Old Saloon Two cowboys drank in an old saloon bar, One had travelled from lands afar. The whiskey flowed as the night grew late, But neither man knew his coming fate.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 16 days ago in Poets
The Day the World Ceased to Be
The Day the World Ceased to Be It started as a normal day, People merrily on their way. They didn’t know by half-past three, There’d be no one left alive, you see.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 16 days ago in Poets
I Sent My Therapist To Therapy
Tell them everything, the broken, the beautiful, the real let them in through the chasm of your soul picking and prodding through the years you can't bare
By Angel Adagio16 days ago in Poets
Baby Steps
I've lived a life of baby steps You see, baby steps aren't full steps They're half, maybe even less You wobble while you take them And sometimes you fall Face first onto the floor Nose smashed against linoleum Eyes watering, pride burning away But you get back up That's the thing with baby steps Baby steps come from resilience A willingness to try Over and over and over again Regardless of bloodied noses Bruised egos or elbows You just keep putting One wobbly little foot In front of the other And you do that until one day You look back and see That you made it through a fucking forest You climbed mountains One baby step at a time
By Lolly Vieira16 days ago in Poets
I Knew He Was a Ghost When He Said Hello
I Knew He Was a Ghost When He Said Hello I knew he was a ghost when he said hello, His voice came softly from long ago. He stood beneath the pale moonlight,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 17 days ago in Poets
The Steps to Nowhere
The Steps to Nowhere The steps were old, the stones were cold, They led to places never told. No house above, no door below,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 17 days ago in Poets
The Last Light in the Kitchen
The Last Light in the Kitchen The last light in the kitchen Went out at half past three, The cook had washed and cleaned it all, As spotless as could be.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 17 days ago in Poets
The Dessert
The porcelain bowl is deep as a well, Whose glazed white rim holds the afternoon’s spell. A clock ticks backward through syrup and smoke,
By Forest Green17 days ago in Poets
The Dessert
A twilight bruised with indigo and rain, The sky dissolves to jam upon the pane. We float through memories of kitchen floors
By Forest Green17 days ago in Poets
The Dessert
We waded through a thicket stitched of time, Where clocks hung heavy, dripping purple juice, And summer wore a coat of velvet grime,
By Forest Green17 days ago in Poets