Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Don’t look back Don’t turn around You have seen enough of your past Focus on what is ahead of you Not what haunts you from times past.
By Calvin London4 months ago in Poets
long after the war is over a single lonely soldier rides home his only companions are the chill and silence while he considers many things
By ⸘jason alan‽4 months ago in Poets
A question My - If you have two - And I have two - And you place yours In mine For all of time Do our - stop Being solely our own
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Poets
My mirror asked again the same question Are you going to carry it again? The broken years. The names that still taste like rust.
By Cadma5 months ago in Poets
Put your hand in the box Embrace the pain Embrace the locks Pick the fruits of your desires Nothing but thieves and liars
By Atomic Historian5 months ago in Poets
Another boy from Oak Park Warren Zevon Was told No one wanted him to play on their records Because he was too excitable
By Gene Lass5 months ago in Poets
No Witness There are things I never say and things I never share. Not because they matter less just harder left exposed.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Wisdom of the old hearts! a second version! She walked the world with searching eyes, Her heart adrift beneath wide skies.
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.5 months ago in Poets
Bodies, stretch and reach for the sun. Dash into the ocean waves and are lost to clear blue. Tan skin, pale with freckles, sun burned, or sagged with age, find barren rock to perch and rest.
By Laura Lann5 months ago in Poets
A mind that is stuck says: Even though I am a parent, good at my job, I have friends and family that love me, I’m still just a nobody in this world.
By Marysol Ramos5 months ago in Poets
We gather every evening around a different fire now. No crackling logs, no drifting sparks, only silent rectangles casting oceans of blue
By Mr How5 months ago in Poets
The Version They Never Knew They knew the smile and easy answers The version that could always cope The one who stayed calm through the storms
