performance poetry

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

PREPARED
Never gave up on my writing Imagine If I did so In my head I kept on fighting Had to drink Calypso Certain things I sacrificed
By Haychie_Artist3 years ago in Poets
how do clouds hold the rain?
please tag me if you share <3 @meliorsini ••• ••• ••• could i be a cloud? i've been raining all year raining and feeling light
By MELO3 years ago in Poets
Halloween
This is also my twenty-second dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena. This is a non-rhyming acrostic poem that evolves by increasing the syllables by one for each line.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
Turning In The Pit
How well did you choose to live and did you think it all thru Did you become the kind that'll give or did you let life taint you
By Jason Ray Morton 3 years ago in Poets
Bumpier Roads
We suffer the same both you and I We play the same game and all we can do is try At first, it's all so much fun and then we begin to wonder
By Jason Ray Morton 3 years ago in Poets
I heard a rumor
I heard a rumor Is it true, is it true Of parties at Vocal Were you there, or you, or you? Who me? Oh no! Not me But they were, those people over there
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Never Will I Ever
Never Will I Ever some things last Somethings are forever and there's always a ghost from the past Never will I ever having already been there before
By Jason Ray Morton 3 years ago in Poets
Before Earth’s Quake
I felt nothing Not even a whim No reverberation nor tremor Presented itself Before Earth’s Quake I heard nothing No whispers nor words,
By Jeffrey Sparks3 years ago in Poets
Little Lemon Flower, Redux
Little Lemon Flower, How do you grow so far away From the sun When it’s raining, and the shoulder of shadow Drinks in your tears?
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Darkness Comes
This is a villanelle for Halloween from a prompt by Cathy Holmes here, but as always I make it difficult for myself. I am trying not to include any definite Halloween touchstones, but also am putting together a reading of my Edgar Allen Poe inspired “Another Raven” that you can read at the end of this poem.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
My cup of wealth is on the way, Just like pussy fairies sitting on the face! Laugh out loud.
Money fairy on the way, blissful laughter on the way, My new cup of wealth is on the way, while I put these bands all in my face.
By Angelina F. Thomas3 years ago in Poets
My Raven-Haired Poe:
All I hear is RATATAT The way he says Lenore, my love is like an unheard melody to the nape of my neck gently rapping, tap, tap, tap on my core’s secret chamber door
By Saroyan Coles3 years ago in Poets