performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Green Moss on Gray Old Stones
A cloudy height, a cold wind's bite, Green moss on gray old stones. Memories of fires bright That warmed forgotten bones.
A Thousand Filthy Perversions
so i clicked for deviance i clicked for diversions i clicked and i paid for so many filthy perversions i got butt sex and strap ons
Meandering into a Tiny Nirvana
Night incessantly whispers by my ear, it's the rhythm of thought that has me singing the tunes of intense contemplation. In front of me are beautiful melodies, as if someone is Knockin' On Heaven's Door. It’s so quiet, as though draped with a shroud of rarefied silk. Who’s heartache is revealed in the subtle sighs seeping through the flickering night? I know it’s not my unexpressed boredom, because I need only the slightest joy to ferment this rampant sanctity.
sawyer bobPublished a day ago in PoetsWhat Is the Measure
I list what I can't catch: the sun, its battered coincidentally find rockface, the exact height of this level or the following,
bishnu prasadPublished a day ago in PoetsWhat is Love
Love. What is it? Is it heart rending… agonizing? At times…. But not always Love… Is it painful, traumatic, and debilitating?
Andrew C McDonaldPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Realm of Dreams
A sanctuary, A haven For the heart of a man A resting ground for a wandering soul, A place where sorcerers, knights, werewolves and warlocks be,
Uphill MindPublished a day ago in Poets
On the Other Side
They were just kids, playing in the yard With balls and bats and bikes and dolls They laughed and ran and jumped and sang
Eric MontgomeryPublished a day ago in Poets
fiction
In realms unseen, where dreams take flight, A title fiction, a tale ignite. With words as brushes, let verses bloom, Unleashing worlds beyond the gloom.
kulandaivelPublished a day ago in Poets
faithful
In a world of shadows and shifting sands, There's a beacon of light, unwavering, grand. Faithful and true, like a diamond gleaming,
kulandaivelPublished a day ago in Poets
The Plagiaristic Final Chapter
The Prompt Write an acrostic using the word DISTRACTION. Read all about it here This is an attempt to fuse the Vocal Acrostic Challenge with the Titles of Final Chapters of Books in my Library. The format is a doctored sonnet as a sonnet has 16 lines and DISTRACTION has only 11 letters so eleven lines, so two quatrains and a tercet.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished a day ago in Poets
Freeballing
i can sense this pervading feeling of unreality. practically everything is tainted with this ever present "gone in a split second, a heartbeat in the blink of an eye" vibe and if questioned the point is honed to another dimension
"Resilience Defined: The Path of Fitness"
In a realm where strength resides, And endurance is the soul's guide, A symphony of motion, grace untold, A journey of the body, mind, and soul unfold.
