performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Tides
Tides The ocean flows for the moon – pulled by tides, pushes water up on shore, takes it back. Exchanges sediments forever along with lost trinkets, trash, sticks, plastic, bodies, bones, pictures, shells, cellphones, chargers, hats, glasses, contacts, hair, either left to rest or sucked and swirled around to be found by someone else. What are these salty swells willing to let go of? What damage will they do? These tides rise, and fall. Peaceful at times. Still, unseen forces underneath make me uneasy – seismic tremors, cores of tidal waves I wish I could size up and release before they crash on their own, crawl in coastal caves, just airy piles of foam.
By Sascha Tymchyshyn4 years ago in Poets
