slam poetry
Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
Condemned to Silence
Labeled a Bully Reported for Commenting Innocent Words, Too. *** I'm not an Angel I have my disagreements Am I a bully?
Thavien YliasterPublished 5 months ago in PoetsDaydreams, Fantasies
Nightmares are the only dreams, I've ever had come true Romantic colors come in schemes My shade is, black and blue All dressed up with no place to go
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 5 months ago in PoetsHer
I see her face everywhere I feel her heart beating in mine Feelings only growing stronger Never fleeting Empty streets of my soul
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 months ago in PoetsEat a Snickers
"Eat a Snickers," Vocal. You can't count when you're hungry. Eight's more than seven ---- Yes, I know line one is 6 syllables. Rules, schmules.
Cathy holmesPublished 5 months ago in PoetsPlease Listen
Snafu Senryus Winners are announced. Wait, is that eight syllables? *** The poem's lovely. Its own story is awkward. It makes people laugh.
Thavien YliasterPublished 5 months ago in PoetsWelcome To The Unknown
Welcome, stranger, to the UKNOWN-- also known as outside, outer, space, the void- I go by many different names. THIS UNKNOWN, do you see it?
Yet Again
Winners are Announced Congratulate the winners Vocal failed again
Thavien YliasterPublished 5 months ago in PoetsAdulthood at its finest
What does it mean to be an adult? What does it cost me to be an adult? What is fun as an adult? Does being adult means maturity?
JUST NICOLEPublished 5 months ago in PoetsSharing My Caring Heart
Sharing is caring as the say, something to warm up the heart or to get their way Born from stars your heart shines so bright, with the golden light
Mason DarniellePublished 5 months ago in PoetsAcrostic Phraseology
T houghts H idden I nside N ever K nowing O r U nderstanding ... T houghts S poken I n D ialogue ... E xprssions
Andrew C McDonaldPublished 5 months ago in PoetsThink Inside the Box
THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX What does that truly mean? How does one accomplish it? I have been told that this ability is key to success
Andrew C McDonaldPublished 5 months ago in PoetsWhen I Meet the Gods I Will Scream; For I Have A Lot to Say
When I meet the Gods I will scream, for I have a lot to say. Of all the things you made life with, you make us out of clay?
Rosie J. SargentPublished 5 months ago in Poets