performance poetry

Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.

A Life of Mondays
One thing never changes Mondays always suck. They suck because… it is the start of another long week A long drawn out week
By Antony King7 years ago in Poets
Retrospective
I find that, from time to time, I will open up past journals and revisit my poetry and writing. Several times in my life, I have contemplated using some of these past writings in a novel or story. This concept has hit me again today as Nanowrimo is coming up, and I thought I would share some previous work as I look through the journals.
By Nalda Parker7 years ago in Poets
I'm a Vampire
I am a vampire. But it isn't what you think. I am a vampire because I cannot sleep. I don't bite other people's necks I don't need their blood to live.
By Haley Vandyke7 years ago in Poets
Don't Trust Them
I can't trust them - any of them! They are waiting for me to fail. But I won't. I'll show them. I don't need help. They are just trying to sabotage me.
By Lorraine Woiak7 years ago in Poets
Blurred Eutopia
Interrupted happiness Two against one Forgotten feelings Escaping air Limited breath Give me a reason to breathe Disrupted eutopia
By Skylar Rella7 years ago in Poets
Mall Memoirs
I’ve been In a canning frenzy. We cant just live off yogurt, ‘cuz that’s got a date. That just doesn’t work. We came from there.
By Mary Benson7 years ago in Poets
... Shhh
InureMuse is writing... 24 October at 20:33 · worry about #mankind brotherl factitious enough to refer to himself as doubly-wise.
By ©I.M. "That Girl," Inure Muse7 years ago in Poets
Monster in Disguise
There is a monster behind these innocent eyes, trying to disguise its truth in all the lies, trying to understand whats wrong with me, the things I would never be. A monster in disguise wanting to believe that I am stronger than this life but I have spent so much time on the run I never realized the monster I have become. I never realized the hate I feel for myself and for how my monster in disguise makes me feel alive inside, it fills my pride as my heart lays on the sidelines trying to catch its breath, trying to stay alive.
By cheyenne 7 years ago in Poets
An Impatient Heart (Um Coração Impaciente)
The sun’s waking brings that odious sound to my ears, Calm but loud... As my heart wakes up, so do my greatest fears (Here we go again)
By Adam Khamis7 years ago in Poets
Conversations with God(s)?
Dear God: How are you today? Yeah I know, it’s been a while since we last talked I remember the last time I tried, you dusted me off like chalk
By Adam Khamis7 years ago in Poets
For You
For you For you I'd succeed but for myself I'd only try Poisonous self doubt Beautiful, imperfect you To you I'd listen but for myself I'd only guess
By George Hickey7 years ago in Poets
Anxiety in a Relationship
He welcomes me sat around in anxiety Whilst he relaxes and frees his mind from its cage He creates questions and uncertainty
By Laura caress7 years ago in Poets