performance poetry

Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.

Make Me A Waterfall
make me a waterfall take me over the edge watch me free fall then catch me in a pool of delight smooth out my sharp spots
By Cheryl Ramette5 years ago in Poets
Rhythmic Thoughts
OK I’m walking on the line between living and dying That’s why I’m crying My tears dictate my untimely flying No lying But I’ve been begging big G time and again
By Wale Akintobi5 years ago in Poets
Life
Life: What is it really but trial and error feeling? Breathing in every single moment; trying your best to absorb everyone and everything around you. Laughing, loving comradely, friendships spanning from 50 years back – building everyday on all of these relationships whether it be actual friends professional friendships or simply focusing on family.
By Tahnee Cole5 years ago in Poets
ANGELS WITNESS
Just a little lost. looking for marilyn ran into taylor gang nikki ab$oloot saw paris n kim i'm the wookie picky vicky choosy suzie
By Norma Jane McGehee5 years ago in Poets
Bards of Avon
While the Jester rolls and fools for laughs And the Author scrives for reads Bards of Avon charm for fatted calf Armed with verse and lute and reed
By Tim StiX5 years ago in Poets
I Carry Your Heart With Me by E.E.Cummings - Poetry Reading
About the poet -- Edward Estlin Cummings (1894 -- 1962) was an American poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright. He was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA. Cummings' poetry often deals with themes of love and nature, as well as the relationship of the individual to the masses and to the world. Modernism prevailed major part of his work.
By Status 0075 years ago in Poets
Rose Petals
I keep picking away at myself Pick, pick I peel back layers, small ones One at a time, delicately Peel back In secret, I pick
By D. Marie5 years ago in Poets
Novelty leads to Poverty
Novelty leads to Poverty Wake up in the morning Stretching getting out of bed Thank God not dead Thanking Him for my home
By Ja-Neen Gandy5 years ago in Poets
Game Set
It's easy to live well, but the funny comes, when the easy become game, and then the game starts. Worrying in the present,
By The Mager5 years ago in Poets
IN MY ZONE
In my zone all alone Can’t go wrong Watch my tone on my phone Taking long What I’m shown on my own Getting strong Hurts my bone I won’t moan
By Haychie_Artist5 years ago in Poets
Rest In Peace
RIP to the Brave and the Beautiful Rest in Peace to the Brave and the Beautiful. Rest in Peace they gave and were dutiful.
By Daniel Benisty5 years ago in Poets
Nothing is True
Nothing is True by Daniel Benisty If the truth hurts, wear a bullet proof shirt. If the truth kills, take some more pills.
By Daniel Benisty5 years ago in Poets