slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Becalmed
Introduction I'm in another of those periods where I am unable to write. It is slightly weird because there are lots of things going through my head but I just don't know how to put the things together. I was thinking of maybe doing a piece on words, or a story with the theme of being becalmed, and the Brian Eno piece came on the player so that may have influenced me, then there are the two current Vocal challenges "Smooth" and "Identity".
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Put it here? Put it there? No, not there, over here I swear! This corner, or that corner? "Fuck Off!" You're having a laugh!
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I wade in still water, desperately waiting to be stolen by an orphaned current. I empty my asthmatic lungs at dense clouds, hoping I can turn
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Too Threatening
Have you ever tried to not be too threatening? Steadily, I think this reckoning is taking breath from me. It’s to the point I’m going to need very extensive therapy.
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UNKNOWN GUNMEN
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A virus No, a cancer Cancerous cells bent on death And it keeps growing. Growing to overtake the host Slowly killing the home that’s needed the most.
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Nicole PostonPublished a day ago in Poets
STUCK
STUCK DAY BREAKS SUN BEAMS SLITHER THROUGH THE DRAPES LIKE HISSING SNAKES HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN AWAKE SOMETHING TELLS ME
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DOGS OF WAR LOOSENED
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I ncognito, unseen; thus I remain N onextant to any who matter V alueless to all, including myself I drift, aimless, alone, lonely
Andrew C McDonaldPublished 2 days ago in PoetsTop Story - November 2023
I Am Her.
At night I would cry because I believed in the boogyman; Alone I would scream because I stopped believing in you. The fight was not lost, you surrendered,
Jollyoddbod PoetryPublished 2 days ago in Poets
