performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
I Thought I Was Getting Better...
There is a fog in my mind.A barrier between my mind and my body and rest of the world. I am a comet, racing through the universe, leaving nothing but a blur of everything behind. Living in a haze, outside myself. The autopilot is on. I do not speak or move or think or feel, I just watch. Observe my own self live, or barely live. I sit and feel asleep, reality’s a dream, and dreams all feel too real;I wake up crying and never remember the dream.
By Mariia Bashmakova7 years ago in Poets
New Life
Light floods into the mind of the baby, just born. He blinks his eyes in the blinding, white light. How new everything is; the air against his wet skin, the gloved hands wrapped tightly around him, his mother's bare breast, heaving with tears of relief, beneath his cheek.
By Selena Carson7 years ago in Poets