performance poetry

Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.

Shelter
If I were on the ground crying would you help me? If I were hungry and I needed a meal would you feed me? If I smelled foul and I needed bathing would you bathe me?
By Rick Henry Christopher 3 years ago in Poets
The Bear, The Man, and The Woods
Sunlight bleeds through the pines There’s a bear on the path before me A strange man approaches from the rear I run towards the bear
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
The Strong One
I am the strong one. The one who worries and plans For everyone else’s care. The phone rings sounding the alarm I hear the panic and my heart stands still.
By Cynthia Fields3 years ago in Poets
The Song Of The Green Man
Introduction This is inspired by two things, the walk along a main road in Newcastle that you can see below: ... and I mentioned the Green Man in a recent poem and my great friend made a comment that amused me as she was totally unaware of the legends of the Green Man. This is the poem.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
After It's turn
Each and every day When the sun comes, It gives us a bright day. After it's turn, It breathes its last breath. The evening greets us with darkness.
By Gloria Penelope3 years ago in Poets
Painting Pictures
I know this is another villanelle, but I wanted to create a poem about the interconnectedness of art in our work, and this is inspired by the art of my wonderful Muse, who always inspires me.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
The Phonetics
Old school still rocking majestic The whole vibe is an aesthetic Your style is pathetic The energy I possess is kinetic If the joules could hit you it will be electromagnetic
By SiAire3 years ago in Poets
The Trauma Department
i'm a poet, and the world knows it although i wouldn't say that i'm tortured i sow from the walls of the world's smallest apartment
By JM3 years ago in Poets
Walk This Way
let me cover your eyes. there’s a world of things i could tell you, but how much do minor intentions weigh against these high tensions?
By Andrew D. Guillory "Drewspeaks"3 years ago in Poets
Voyage of Love
Do you remember our last encounter? Where I brought hope to loneliness Death to curiosity, excitement to despair, In the voyage of love’s quest?
By Damian3 years ago in Poets
Venit Vidit Vicit
v e n i t And so, as I face the final curtain... I wish for my hyperbolic musings on stonework etchings on a wall behind the Mona Lisa, under the toilets in the Duomo, or shadowing The Creation of Adam
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
The verse of Knowledge poem
The verse of knowledge will shed its tears upon you, and the wretched and the poor will cry. It is a weak people whose supporter has disappeared,
By el hariti adil3 years ago in Poets