Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Sloppy kisses while sitting on rooftops Laughing as we run when we feel rain drops Talking all night in the car until the rain stops
By Imani Walton3 years ago in Poets
The Windy Day ~Adele Penna c2021 It has been windy today. My hair is blowing affray. Despite all my tries,
By LittleWrenWrites 3 years ago in Poets
since my heart is free again I hold on to this feelin' it's so cosy inside only knowin' that you are there jammed
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
A pale grey glow peering around the curtains, the hush and murmur of a quiet home. Ten tiny fingers curl around a stretched shirt collar
By L. M. Williams3 years ago in Poets
if eyes are really windows yours are made of painted glass they illuminate me with a glance the colors through me pass -
By rhe3 years ago in Poets
the incense dust had fairy footprints she longed for lavender lotion on her wings perched herself upon a grounding stone
By Majique MiMi3 years ago in Poets
master of metamorphosing mundane into magic as if it were tragic that it went unnoticed took glee in the glean of my understanding
Glancing out my back window I spied two tiny intruders in my backyard The smallest of small dogs imaginable Not puppies, mind you
By Wm Kucera 3 years ago in Poets
I tasted this word on my tongue, every syllable familiar, the amalgam a mystery. - Palimpsest. A parchment partially erased
By Addison Horner3 years ago in Poets
He wanna He wanna He wanna fuck Fu uh uhk Fuck Just his luck If he buck he gone be stuck Pick me up and smack my ass
By Ahnesia Johnson3 years ago in Poets
she’s looking at me and I’m looking at a wormhole my eyes in her head flap-jawed a mouth a mind a runaway train i am the blood
By Jen Parkhill “JP”3 years ago in Poets
Det. Palawant parked his unmarked off the road behind other squad cars. Already at the scene He popped two Excedrin, chased them with a couple swallows of Coke.
By David Parham3 years ago in Poets
