Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Ink Beneath The Skin Your face is written over, not with names but with noise, Fragments of something broken, the echo of other voices,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Art thou the itch I scratch? heathen exsanguination— It breeds under my skin, under my skin # From where does it come?
By Paul Stewart7 months ago in Poets
You Stayed When It Was Not Easy There were days I pulled away, Days I had nothing left to say, When silence felt like heavy stone,
Too Early Haiku Destruction be gone You self destructed too soon take a step back, think! #Marie381UkWrites #www #viral #poetrymagazines #facebook #twitter #instergrampoets #vocalmedia
The Weight She Carries Without Words Her gaze meets everything without hesitation, steady in a way that does not need to prove strength,
Quiet After Breaking After the breaking comes a strange stillness, not peace, not relief, something in between, a pause where everything hesitates,
Making coffee Breakfast rituals Seeded yoghurt Prepared with care The pills, to ward off The demons # Lunch – meat and bits
I want the world to stop tugging at my ribs, these elastic ribs that snap open like lids, doors for my loved ones spree and any stranger’s whims.
By Marvelous Michael7 months ago in Poets
Glib is how you spell confidence Persistence with substance Rushing towards never nothing Something bigger and bolder Pursuit without prejudice
Her Name Was Autumn, She Vanished as Winter Knocked Her name was Autumn, soft as falling breath, she came wrapped in amber light and quiet flame,
Cut you shallow just to see if you really liked to bleed if you’d cover it let it flow if you’d finally think to go Cut you deeper
By Kavi Elwyn7 months ago in Poets
Were it always this way, one might understand But once upon a time, it was not Resting on their laurels, one should have never planned
By Jason Morton7 months ago in Poets
