slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

What it is
THIS IS........ WHAT IT IS!!! A lot of people like to say that I damaged my children. A lot of people need to tend to their own gardens.
By Crystal Archibald5 years ago in Poets
Life In This Matrix
Living life in this matrix is a difficult task. Feels like everyone around is wearing a personality mask. Hiding their true intentions inside every task. You never know who to trust or who to call when in need. You got "loved ones" but they only call when they got mouths to feed. Then turn around and act like their words ain't more than they actually seem. Every time I turn on the tv, it can feel like an ongoing torture to me. Commercials, tv shows and movies aren't as entertaining as they use to be. Maybe cause I know the truth behind all the lies and fake success that these celebrities make you think was free.
By Mya Francis5 years ago in Poets
Arachnophobia
Without warning, You are there. Staring. All eyes trained on me; Your path, direct and foreboding. My heart catches in my throat.
By Jayn Laure5 years ago in Poets
Every 9 seconds
You don’t write love poems For people who love you You write love poems For the people you love… I learned this in the hospital
By Carla Santa5 years ago in Poets
The Myth of Our Demise
You wrote articles that said we don’t exist anymore That we died out 2 generations After Columbus 1st set foot On the beaches we taught our kids to swim in and welcome strange white creatures
By Carla Santa5 years ago in Poets
I am a poet
I am a poet… I’ll tell you what you need to hear In between the lines of what you want to. You will quote me. You will quote me.
By Carla Santa5 years ago in Poets
In Our Own Skin
She is so young & her fingernails look much the way mine do… ravaged by anxiety. A telltale sign in my family of girls Unhappy inside our own skin.
By Carla Santa5 years ago in Poets
Crowns
I been wearing the hair of a Queen for eighteen years. Been degraded for it by one of my “kings.” The dude who created me.
By Jinger5 years ago in Poets
Closer!
I'm not at all comfortable with you being all in my space Invading the comfort of my personal zone with that smug ass smile all over your face
By QueenMovements5 years ago in Poets
Walking in peace
My writing has not been blocked nor have the inspirations seized, i still breathe and that is just half the story... Seeking deeper to relieve patterns that only now begin to fully clothe themselves in plain sight, they line up and all plead:
By Stiven Espinosa5 years ago in Poets
Whirlwind
Don’t wanna be trapped In my own prison Teach me your freedom Then I would venture Deep enough, Far Enough, Inside my own soul
By Noir Element5 years ago in Poets
A Son’s Order
Son, I look at you and wonder who you will be. Will me and Papi shape you into a respectful young man? Will you be able to share your emotions and not be afraid to cry?
By DrewDaPoet5 years ago in Poets