Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Too Needy You call before the morning wakes, Then wonder why I need some air. Every silence becomes a question, As though my absence means I don’t care.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
Whistling Wind The whistling, whirling wind arrived, Dragging old ghosts through broken trees. It rattled windows long forgotten, Carrying whispers no soul should keep.
Ye-haw! Tae the best country that ever did float oan God's green an' blue Earth, Ah salute ye! 250 years is a lang time. Tae be free frae British rule an' subjugation.
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Poets
Where the Crows Remember The branches stretch like broken hands Across a cold and silent sky. Black feathers gather without sound, As if they know the reason why.
Poison’s Promise A serpent circled where innocence once grew, Its fangs kissed silence with a venomous grin. The crimson fruit held secrets no soul outlived, A feast where every ending chose to begin.
Hold My Hand Never Let Go Hold my hand through quiet days Keep me close in gentle light Stay beside me in small ways Turn my darkness into bright
What Defines A poem? Is it the Format? Is it how I chop my words up From sentences To run ons? Is it The length? If I
By J "Griffin" Rooms4 months ago in Poets
The Lady in Scarlet She wears the colour of fresh wounds, A silent fire no rain can tame. The crimson bird still gu her heart, Though no one whispers her true name.
If God is real, He knew his children We would require a mother. To nurture, To guide, To protect. She gave us blue skies
By Rosie J. Sargent4 months ago in Poets
Flocks of boomerangs cloud every light Every building and street corner A panopticon Always on Day and night Creatures scurry for the illusion of privacy
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets
Just the slash, not the single quotes. It’s taking some crashes, upside my head bashes, but I’m learning these ropes and with glitches can cope
By Harper Lewis 4 months ago in Poets
I was told to forgive Because it was religious Because God gave his life for it The prophets spoke on it And said it was for healing benefit
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)4 months ago in Poets