Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
He tore through the streets, Teeth cutting deeply into every living thing, Rotting flesh roamed the night.
By Carol Ann Townend4 months ago in Poets
See me fall pretty la petite mort, mort d'amour ripped foliage bare * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: This is doing double duty for both the Falling Leaves and Haunted Echoes challenges.
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Poets
Mycelium blooms Decomposers, destructors Balance corrupted ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm4 months ago in Poets
it melts away here burns through decades of plastic faces plastic emotions chain reactions of insecurity in the heat
By River and Celia in Underland 4 months ago in Poets
I put my trust in real men, and it filed for bankruptcy. Every “not like other guys” is just chapter one in the same tired trilogy.
By Brie Boleyn4 months ago in Poets
Colour Me In The sky waits for my brush, grey clouds folding into my hands, I reach for red, blue, yellow, to drench the world in possibility.
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
The Most Haunted Mansion The mansion stands, no birds fly there. Windows blind, doors forever shut. Ivy crawls like veins,
There used to be a million hearts in this jar, A life so fulfilling, where loved had once lived for eternity; Now, There is nothing,
Your hues fade to grey like the sunset's rays, and yet I remain the same.
By Lizzy Rose4 months ago in Poets
🎭 Scene: “The Mime Contract” 🎭 A silent negotiation between Maybelle and Anona, where gesture becomes language and shadows become truth.
By Novel Allen4 months ago in Poets
The map lies open, edges torn, A trail of memories, weather-worn. The compass points where dreams still gleam, Toward valleys carved from childhood’s stream.
By Saqib Ullah4 months ago in Poets
That’s Life in the Slums Brick walls crack and sigh beneath the weight of grey skies, children kick dust, laughing through alleys of dripping gutters.
