Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Can you see it? A flicker No It’s there But barely Don’t breathe Hold them tightly and keep your tears The light will be swallowed soon
By Eileen Grimes5 years ago in Poets
The solemn Sea of Silence lies between us; I know thou livest, and them lovest me, And yet I wish some white ship would come sailing
By prashant sapkota5 years ago in Poets
By day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair: But all night as the moon so changeth she; Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy
Go, faithful Portrait! and where long hath knelt Margaret, the Saintly Foundress, take thy place; And, if Time spare the colours for the grace
As one who, long by wasting sickness worn, Weary has watched the lingering night, and heard Unmoved the carol of the matin bird
Sage of the silver pen! Wherever thy thought was heard, Thou wert a leader of men. Poet of honored word!
My dear Sir, - I suppose you are having an excellent time just now. There are a large number of counties
De ol' time's gone, de new time's hyeah Wid all hits fuss an' feddahs; I done fu'got de joy an' cheah We knowed all kin's o' weddahs,
Here, where precipitate Spring with one light bound Into hot Summer's lusty arms expires; And where go forth at morn, at eve, at night,
I remembered the day the old man sat on the milk crates. As I strolled by he hit his drumstick on a steel pan and sang his tune
By Tanea Hill5 years ago in Poets
For the first time I’m considering smoking I’m showering twice a day I sanitize everything People are terrified To be near each other
By Gene Lass5 years ago in Poets
