Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
every time I reach for a wrench I am proud to be My father’s daughter He was always a tool man half carpenter half sailor
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
We used to be quite the pair hand in hand eye to eye heart on heart then a black mirror came in like a curse like the one that mocked
I'm unhinged. As in, busted-the-doors-off-the-frame, unhinged. I called for universe But I got the devil. . I asked for a drink of cool water
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
1 2 3 4—1 2 3 If I stare at—a word long 1 2 3—1 2 3 4 enough I lose—all sense of what 1 2 3 4—1 2 3 is where the letters—rearrange afore my
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
~My left hand!~ My left hand Is hard and strong, My left hand Is tired of me. It's been used so much It's whole life long,
By Jennifer Cooley2 years ago in Poets
babes she found in the wilderness lying abandoned, harsh the elements deep in unforgiving woodland the wind it whistles as she howls
My dream was never to fight so hard for a job that was already mine My dream was never to fight for a spot that I am qualified for
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
1. I thought love was forever, but forever is just a word. People say it so easily, until they walk away. 2. You used to be my hero.
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
The phone chimed, jolting me awake. I picked up and saw a glimpse of a bleak existence, That belied my mortality at its stake.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
We can’t see the woods for the trees In the heart of the woods, we stand, bodies entwined with ancient trees. With flutes in hand,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
God, You saved me before, told me....made me to keep living on, and that I did, all because You were beside me. ....................
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Oh Lord, I am here, trying to make sense of this. You promised a fountain, but left me trapped in the mountain. ................
