slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

My Communion
I come to the table carrying ache, Not dressed up, not polished, not pretending. Just me and the weight of remembering What it cost You to call me Yours.
By Hannah Lambert25 days ago in Poets
Preference is Not Law
I am not a philosopher but a social commentator. I don’t deal in theories and pie-high sky, tie-dye, die-cast ideas. I’m a shameless
By Paul Stewart26 days ago in Poets
Bright Future
My future is looking bright. That’s right. Filled with excite. Here and now is my day. Watch out for what comes my way. There’s nothing wrong with you. The future is long for you.
By Joe Patterson27 days ago in Poets
Mostly Water
Thyme and sage Wisdom on page Not a philosopher Barely a poet Switch blade Suicide Not a philosopher Rarely a footnote List. List. To sea. The s ea Not a philosopher As the waves c rash free from r ock poo ls and buoyed la goons (They consume.) Early destructor Trying to make 75% (water)whole When. Of water S ource m eets ve ssel Facilitation is takenNot offered. As I sit by the waters edge, fee ding pig eonsreminiscing I feel a clarity e mergefrom beneath the b,(r)each of the fog. Survival is as much within grasp as total era sure Not a philoso.
By Paul Stewart27 days ago in Poets
Thugpublicans. Content Warning.
They’ll raid your house, abduct your neighbors, fault you for not being cruelly Christian, firebomb a judge who has a moral compass.
By Harper Lewis27 days ago in Poets
Performance Review
They break you down like water and wind and salt on rock— a slow rhythm of abuse. Passive aggressive emails pointing out how they would do things
By SUEDE the poet27 days ago in Poets
Just Asking
So gentle with my Questioning Yet your silence Is violent In its Length And intensity Ominous in its Finality Good luck with
By K.B. Silver 28 days ago in Poets
Cold
🔥❄️🔥❄️🔥❄️🔥❄️🔥 I Was Once So Warm But You Pulled The Plug On Me Pushed Out In The Cold 🔥❄️🔥❄️🔥❄️🔥❄️🔥
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 28 days ago in Poets
Yours Truly, Scammed
They were so desperate, that they fell in love with the scammers. They didn’t care that they were being lied to, because at least, it was company anyway.
By Rowan Finley 28 days ago in Poets
Scorched Tongue
Burned My tongue is scorched, not on hot coffee or French fries No, it was on You, until I torched your ass, your fucking fool
By Andrea Corwin 28 days ago in Poets
Burned By Ignorance
Burned By Ignorance ♨️📖🔥🧾🔥📖♨️️ Your Words Mean Nothing To Us We Will Burn Them Into Dust 🔥🧾🔥 You Really Fell For Our Pitch The Fire Left Nothing But Dust 🔥🧾🔥 We Always Just Ignore You You Fired Your Words As Gold Dust 🔥🧾🔥 You Seem To Think You've Talent Our Fire Burns You Into Dust 🔥🧾🔥 Of All The Words That You Wrote Our Burning Fire Turned To Dust 🔥🧾🔥 You Know Our Flame Will Burn You Leaving Burnt Ashes And Dust 🔥🧾🔥 You Might Think You Have A Chance Ash To Ashes, Dust To Dust ♨️📖🔥🧾🔥📖♨️️
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 28 days ago in Poets
Allow me to introduce myself! With a poetry! [I am the author]
I speak of spirit, soul, and flame, Of humanity’s quest, our endless aim. Religion, memory, stories untold, Poetry woven with truths, oh! so bold.
By C.M.29 days ago in Poets