Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Perhaps and As if I had never known my own image My reflection a black mystery I wish that I could see me colored vividly
By Ruthy Harris5 years ago in Poets
When we were young, completely free We had met, so easily Upon the bus we rode together Ran about in all sorts of weather
By Charleen Richey5 years ago in Poets
I remember as a kid, No one else saw colors like I did, Before I felt like I needed to hide them, Before I knew there were rules to abide by.
By Rebecca Zamora5 years ago in Poets
Love! Fetching thine heart for thee Sinful thoughts upon display Descent into a grave with plea Young emotions meet disarray
Some days are like torcher and just downright unfair. To lose your mother some cannot bear. I use this pain to keep me sane.
By Nomez5 years ago in Poets
Here’s what I’ve observed... Geeks in green glasses working as slaves are beautiful Greeks eating like kings. Magnolia garments disposed in fire,
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Poets
When people think of colors, they think of those they see. But inside of me are colors; a raging cacophony~ The vibrance swirls together, art in their own right;
By Cora K5 years ago in Poets
My color is 'Sunshine!' so sweet n divine like my aura, it makes EVERYthing look fine whether in bright overcasts
By Boo Beauplan5 years ago in Poets
color me in scribble outside my lines soft curves moving like waves & harsh jagged edges where I have been bent,
By Ellie Van Camp5 years ago in Poets
Colourful Life Red is the color of anger and passion. The blood in my veins. Excitement and action. It shouts look at me and catches the eye
By Myles5 years ago in Poets
Without the words, I’d have to steal enough of your time to tell you I like yellow, but not yellow like dandelions and the sun.
By Brianna Ferguson5 years ago in Poets
Nine years old using periwinkle to outline a cloud. There's dark green for a pine tree and- Stop! I'm told I'm not allowed.
By Judey Kalchik 5 years ago in Poets
