Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Aconite, monkshood, even wolf's-bane, it seems poison has many names.
By Bugsy Watts3 years ago in Poets
looking at the world through my blue tinted lenses hides banalities
By Rivynn3 years ago in Poets
enter the fog and highlight your ills accept the petty malaise of those vacant thrills rely on the shiver of cold random chills
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
You wear red and blue Super comic book brilliance-- My hero is you.
By Holly Pheni3 years ago in Poets
Clapton guitar riffs Minor chord variations Singing with the King
By Linda A Robinson3 years ago in Poets
Blue is my soul song Frustrated is my mindset Money is all gone
By Tiffany Swan3 years ago in Poets
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Black is the outer world, blacker than my skin
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Sax as a weapon Cutting whimper, set ablaze Eyes and souls will weep.
By Greg Davis3 years ago in Poets
A pungent crumble Explosive mini delights Caution first-timers
Cooler please cooler Escape from the scolding heat Dial set to chill
Get up trumpet, swing Melody melancholy Twelve bars, no last call
This is my thirty-third dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena, a more graphically vicious one than normal. The music I have chosen is "Poison" by Rita Ora.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
