Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
as the glass smashes on the worn, wooden floor, it signals all out war, In the limbo of a moment, a chair strikes an elderly gent,
By Jake Yates8 years ago in Poets
You are the bar. Country whispers wife whispers waiting figures. Hops ‘n yeast make good ransoms Counting luck behind rainbow smoke.
By Niles Koenigsberg8 years ago in Poets
The beloved teaches me to dance Watching glittering, rippling leaves Like waves Or clouds Or sand Tracing spirals of intricacies
By Katt Clark8 years ago in Poets
Love is in caring Ever seen an eagle longing for the pigeon watching his flight appreciating his movements what he would not do to catch and kill him
By Nitin Sehgal8 years ago in Poets
I’d like to think that aliens exist and we get a chance to try again. that, dragons as large as planets roam the sky and I get to hug my grandpa again.
By Shawn Fowler8 years ago in Poets
i don’t wanna waste one more moment being mad. a mere temporary tantrum should not steal our seconds or take our time, such a costly concept
By iris georgie8 years ago in Poets
College is over now and we are off,Off to brand new start.We may not stay in touch that much,But do not take this to heart.
By Rhiannon Harris8 years ago in Poets
Who are you? Do you really even know or are you so wrapped up in what's going on around you that you've become just another brainwashed product of society?
By Caleb Jackson8 years ago in Poets
Expeditions There are names for colors, the primary ones, and the new ones formed when the originals collide and spark and spew
By Michael Ugulini8 years ago in Poets
It's been a week Nothing has been the same since I saw the figure Lurking at night The figure moves swiftly Fear has settled inside me
By Lost Dreamer8 years ago in Poets
It happened a week ago Alone in the room just on the laptop Doing homework as usual When I could've sworn I heard my name being said
BEEP BEEP move out the way I'm zooming here and there Can't you see I have the right I'm a cripple in a chair It's you who should move over I've got places to go
By N C8 years ago in Poets
