Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
My child thinks I’ve changed. I probably did. But not in a way that’s predictably unkind. As autonomy grows, so less facets I hide.
By Paul Beckett5 years ago in Poets
She replied, "They're your family love them no matter what, It's the only one you've got" My Thoughts With a phlegmatic demeanor, shook my shoulders with sheer callousness
By Eddie Heath5 years ago in Poets
I dream Of a world Wild And carefree. Where the skies Are clear And full Of sunlight. The nights Are dark,
By Em Short5 years ago in Poets
In October of the year, he counts potatoes dug from the brown field, counting the seed, counting the cellar’s portion out,
By Muhammad iqbal5 years ago in Poets
I couldn’t get home from work quick enough But once there I flew through the front door, Immediate relief flowed through my veins
By Colleen Millsteed 5 years ago in Poets
I used to write before I met you then your eyes made me see that all I considered to be poetic was never artistic like you were
By Ev5 years ago in Poets
After We Saw What There Was to See After we saw what there was to see we went off to buy souvenirs, and my father waited by the car and smoked. He didn’t need
By Dujana Chakir5 years ago in Poets
Hey, I'm going to the movies with the girls Friday Maybe we should take a break that was the prior Monday Bottle after bottle of cheap supermarket alcohol
Piercing through a steel armored vest With a two-edge sword right through the chest Gushing of blood, spilling throughout the skin
By Barbara Falo5 years ago in Poets
“You are truly a poet,” she said. I’m not sure that I should take it as a compliment, he replied. “It is! It is a compliment! What else could it be?”
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Poets
Sometimes, just being in the same room as you is enough. Knowing that you're here makes me feel safe. Sometimes, I don't want to be touched and all I need from you is to know that's okay.
By Betty Ann5 years ago in Poets
A child should always be your dream made flesh and blood If they aren't your dream then maybe they shouldn't be because they deserve the world, the moon, and stars.
By Elle Sovereign5 years ago in Poets
