slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

Glad to Be Here
My name is Selena Victoria Shannon and I am glad to be here. I am glad to be here. I am glad to be here. Now that’s a phrase I don’t usually hear.
By Selena Shannon7 years ago in Poets
Be What You Wish
Be what you please! As a child they fill your mind with wonder and with ease. You can do anything, like no one else can! They lie to you with a smile befitting the bogeyman.
By Lori Hazelton7 years ago in Poets
Killers, Devourers, Bitches, All!
Oya! Lilith! Kali-Ma! Killers, devourers, bitches all! For 5,000 years you fought Against the tsunami of woman- and goddess-bashing
By Carol Klavon7 years ago in Poets
Ashes
Sometimes our insides shine so bright, they ignite a fire within so potent and furious, all it leaves behind are ashes. You feel yourself burning, hurting, lost in the darkness; which once used to be visited by your beautiful inside glow, provided by your soul. Your aura gilded by the immense glow your inner being once produced, cries out loud for help, still burning from the spark that ignited the fire which ended it all, and brought the ashes.
By Jany Iveliz7 years ago in Poets
Freestylin’ from the Heart
.. silence then static .. between us , problematic saddens my heart , some days I can’t take it some days I just want to have small talk, intellectual, sexual, whatever
By Stephanie Michelle7 years ago in Poets
Not Typical
A partial native (Native American) To this land of hatred Attached to a program I stand outside of the matrix My Observation
By Kenneth Davis7 years ago in Poets
Take a Bow
I'm practically done with the dumb shit Growing in abundance But to some It sounds intelligent Your opinion of me, irrelevant
By Kenneth Davis7 years ago in Poets
Freestylin’ from the Heart
drowning in my thoughts still feeling lost the cause ? not sure at this point overthinking .. reasons on reasons just another season
By Stephanie Michelle7 years ago in Poets
Teach Me to Spell
Teach Me to Spell Watching church through a stained glass Disappointed with my present, more so my past. How can I be progressing so slow
By Tristan Reaves7 years ago in Poets
FRIENDless
..Walls have shattered, bonds have broken.. The fallen sand, in the hourglass, has left the perfect impression of imperfection;
By SWERVE GONZALEZ7 years ago in Poets
Neverland
Reminiscing on my early years Like the other day Encaging my rage For all the things I can't contain I medicated my violent ways
By Ezra Berkman7 years ago in Poets
Nebulae State
Unleashing powers Universal Aiming at your towers Death Star from afar Comets hail From the cosmic Impact, cataclysmic
By Kenneth Davis7 years ago in Poets