Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Whispers Of A Sexual Fling Whispers of a sexual fling, move between each look we share, soft and low and full of tension,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
She sat in a room, in the dark, Behind locked doors, Constantly dimming her light, Her soul, Because she was afraid of failing.
By Carol Ann Townend7 months ago in Poets
Remote Monsoon, No Light in the Villages of India The sky comes down without warning, heavy as judgement, close as breath,
Walk forward with trepidation of tomorrow For the enemy fast approaches your hold on the here and now Feel not this way, and do not suffer sorrow
By Jason Morton7 months ago in Poets
Ship Without A Name Wood strains under unseen pressure, a vessel drifting without direction or claim, no map drawn, no voice to guide it,
Recycle me, so that I may be seen, within the Evergreens, the Winter's cold. Hear my voice in the breezes in between. From these brown eyes make new soil, unclean.
By Lizzy Rose7 months ago in Poets
i didn’t even realise she was missing until she came back gradually returning – faster than she disappeared – but still
By ali7 months ago in Poets
You Reach My Inner Love So Sexually You reach my inner love so sexually, not with haste, not with a claim, but in the way you look straight through me,
The Cost of Casual Love She stands beneath a borrowed light, painted lips, a careful smile, men pass through her like passing weather,
Time Dilation of Absence Time is not what we were told, it does not move in a straight, kind line, it bends, stretches, distorts,
Event Horizon Heart There is a place where light gives up, not in flame, not in protest, but in a quiet surrender so complete,
I used to think I was trapped. In a life I didn’t choose. In rules I didn’t understand. In a story I didn’t write. Everything felt like pressure.
By Vocal Member 7 months ago in Poets
