performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
You Hurt Me
"You hurt me! You didn't think I'd let you get away with it, Did you? You took my life and watched the blood drain from me.
Carol TownendPublished 7 months ago in PoetsWeek IX: Over This
Meeting the edge now... A few more weeks of this and then...? Focus; please focus... Well said, Albert... *
Kendall DefoePublished 7 months ago in PoetsI don't wanna know
In shadows deep, my secrets lie, Beneath the moon and starry sky, I don't wanna know, for my heart's sake, The truths that this dark night might make.
Haris HadzicPublished 7 months ago in Poetskids
5 - Kids eyes look puzzled, 7 - because of asking for more 5 – wearing a hoody.
Dagmar GoeschickPublished 7 months ago in Poets- Top Story - October 2023
until i said no
until i said no. when never again really meant so. and i took back that peace. because who. do. you. think. You. are.
⸘jason alan‽Published 7 months ago in Poets To My Body
To My Body: Do you remember when we were little, when we would run and play with reckless abandon? How we rolled down hills and skipped though grass,
Ash TaylorPublished 7 months ago in PoetsSpitting Feathers
relentless incessant unstoppable turmoil and trauma a world designed to inflame our passion and shame our fashion where difference is beauty
Paul StewartPublished 7 months ago in PoetsFox Socks
I have a pair of socks Patterned with the fox: Let's call them "fox socks". * A poem is insightful. These socks I find delightful.
Rachel DeemingPublished 7 months ago in PoetsA Love Poem
3 brown girls on a red couch hiding from the gray sky 1 human 2 dogs Silently cuddling One sits on my feet, its warm She is small but named after a large peaceful Willow tree
Imani WaltonPublished 7 months ago in PoetsUnfettered Words
"What is it you write?" I hear them say, "A little bit of everything, Whatever I feel that day." "But what do you write most?"
Amber BristowPublished 7 months ago in PoetsHe'll Be Back Any Day Now
He'll be back any day now. The signs are clear. Where is your heart ready to steer? He'll be back any day now. He’ll rescue me from life’s toil.
Rowan FinleyPublished 7 months ago in Poets- Top Story - October 2023
Why Doesn't it Fit?
Why will it not fit? Why won't the damn kettle fit? Milk goes in the fridge. * No matter the force No matter the damn angle
Paul StewartPublished 7 months ago in Poets