Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Not in the brittle certainty of stone, Nor in the rigid scaffold, cold and known, But deep within the loam where questions sprout,
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
Homonyms sound the same But their meanings split And so did we ~~~~~ You opened the window Called out like you cared But when I came
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a year ago in Poets
Wired for Good Music Not what’s trending, not what’s hot not what every chart forgot I want the stuff that sticks like glue
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
No One but You I don’t cry for you now not like I did at first when she walked in smiling wearing my perfume You held her hand
We are the colors of rainbows. I created Native American music from my Native Choctaw heritage. I am mosaic of DNA and so fed up with MAGA
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
~The Commands should pile upon the Demands.~ Step back, out of the way. Give up your seat. Sacrifice. Shrink. Cower. Roll over.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡about a year ago in Poets
I am an act, one for your amusement. I jester and you applaud. The jokes are not the words but my presence. You laugh and I carry on
By Ashley Wrigleyabout a year ago in Poets
You were wearing your brother’s old sweatshirt, the one with the fraying collar you always said felt like armor. We were near the creek,
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
Buy Cheap, Buy Twice People don’t look, they rush, they grab, they chase the bargain, snatch the tag. But stitching frays,
The Things I Never Told the Rain BY [ WAQAR ALI ] Because sometimes, water understands better than people ever do. I’ve always spoken most freely
By LONE WOLFabout a year ago in Poets
Instructions for Disappearing Have you ever felt this desire, deep in the night, To no longer be seen, no longer be followed?
By JEREMIE TCHINDEBEabout a year ago in Poets
It starts with slow steps not dramatic, not loud. Just the quiet unraveling of threads no one sees. You laugh, and the sound is real enough
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
