performance poetry

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

To See and Be Seen
And who would not want to interpret what is filed deep within the recesses of my salvaged mind, or sludge through the residual magenta choking the valves of my somehow still beating heart?
By Sara Wynn3 years ago in Poets
castle with blue turrets
like from fairy tale Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs are they expected? * 8 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
Ebenezer
The clock strikes midnight. The dreadful sound of twelve consecutive chimes, reminds me that it's days are numbered.
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Poets
The Holidays Come Around Too Fast Each Year
Thanksgiving was just here It is almost Christmas, oh Dear Then it will be the New Year We fit in hunting season and for no reason
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Poets
blue book
left to be the last sadness drips from its marked mask I will drown at last * 8 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
blue-blend building
the sky reflecting in the library windows patina of wealth * 5 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
postcard from the city
graffiti-blend sky pedestrians stunned faces, trams buses and cars stopped * 5 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
blue geisha
she wore electric blue everything, from top to bottom each garment * 5 Dec. 2022 *** Thank you for reading!
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
Stardust In My Soul
As the sun slips below the horizon, La Luna kisses the treetops as she elegantly dances across the sky. I surrender to her power and strength,
By Danielle Elizabeth Andrews3 years ago in Poets
Sizzle Kizzle Tizzle Tizzle
Sparkling sizzle Fizzle, fizzle Down the drain Drizzle, drizzle Hit the head With a chisel Dye my hair Grizzle, grizzle
By Rick Henry Christopher 3 years ago in Poets
Distant memories
Distant memories bleeding into my dreams. Recollections of you vanishing at the seams. Thought I saw you where we always spent our days.
By Sarah Than3 years ago in Poets
Suede Shoes
One: for the money; Two covers show time; three: prep. Four...shoe protection? * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets