Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
"I am a mess” I say, more sure of it than before I was 22 And less sure of why. “I am a mess” I say, unapologetically, not seeking councel
By B Day8 years ago in Poets
You deserve better then I can give you. I’m the bronze medal, You deserve the gold and flowers. Someone to stay strong,
By Abigail Mckinney8 years ago in Poets
Precious liquid is lifted to perfectly poised lips Sipping down rivulets of red Eyebrows arch as it spreads Coating and caressing each taste bud's tip
By Destiny Revealed8 years ago in Poets
I hate when you say that something you said doesn't matter anymore. Just because our call failed, or the phone cut out, It does matter.
By Auburnashes =^-^=8 years ago in Poets
Happiness is a child with scratched knees and a goofy smile. Holding a candy cane in sticky hands. Pride, a soldier with his back pulled straight. Medals lining his chest like a fence around a home.
By CMi Mimi8 years ago in Poets
(I'll admit, I've become obsessed with you and what you claim to stand for.) Don’t put words in my mouth. When did I say I was anti-immigrant?
By Syd Ghan8 years ago in Poets
Getting sleepy.. very very sleepy I doze off into sleep... Before I know it... I’m there.. Outside of the same apartment...
By Oscar Duarte8 years ago in Poets
as the glass smashes on the worn, wooden floor, it signals all out war, In the limbo of a moment, a chair strikes an elderly gent,
By Jake Yates8 years ago in Poets
You are the bar. Country whispers wife whispers waiting figures. Hops ‘n yeast make good ransoms Counting luck behind rainbow smoke.
By Niles Koenigsberg8 years ago in Poets
The beloved teaches me to dance Watching glittering, rippling leaves Like waves Or clouds Or sand Tracing spirals of intricacies
By Katt Clark8 years ago in Poets
Love is in caring Ever seen an eagle longing for the pigeon watching his flight appreciating his movements what he would not do to catch and kill him
By Nitin Sehgal8 years ago in Poets
I’d like to think that aliens exist and we get a chance to try again. that, dragons as large as planets roam the sky and I get to hug my grandpa again.
By Shawn Fowler8 years ago in Poets
