slam poetry

Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.

The Ability To Use "Toxicity" To Produce "Energy", Is That What People Do In Some Part Of The World !?
Okay, I was beaten, 250 times, because - I want..... NO children !? Okay, I am never going to marry someone special, because - I want.... NO family !? Okay, I was sent to get my brain checked out, because - I want.... NO friendships !?
By 365poetry14 days ago in Poets
Photosynthesis in an Empty Apartment
How a vacant room learns to turn leftover light into a kind of living The keys made a sound like coins spilling out of a slot machine
By abualyaanart15 days ago in Poets
Bent Not broken
I'm finding myself all tangled and tied bending my roots just to keep me alive gathering the warmth till my tears have run dry
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden15 days ago in Poets
I Love People That Are Over The Age Limit Of 900, Also "Cerasse" Is The Best Food Group For Pain
Sometimes I wonder, or the very least question ! Can this person be for me, I mean they are dried and whiskey !? They are "immeasureable" and fantastic, they are smart and charming !?
By 365poetry15 days ago in Poets
I Am Wearing No Clothes - You Can Visit Me At 5:00 P.M. Everyday, Is That Like A Thing - Who Does That ?
This is the way I assume my life can be !? The way I hoped the world could see me as important, and perhaps the ability to understand the quality of life itself !?
By 365poetry15 days ago in Poets
Lord & God
Wonderful things planned long ago From the beginning, a continuous ebb and flow I will exhaust you and honor your will Taking my cup and taking my fill
By J. K. Anderson15 days ago in Poets
Pull-Out Couch
11/7/25 Cemented in our thousand pound plaid couch, I’ll become the audience, and you, a performer, making balloon animals of avowal,
By Olivia Dodge15 days ago in Poets
The Next Step
Names were demanded in anticipation of justice, not in lieu K.B. Silver The wave of firings and prosecutions across the world shows that it isn't impossible for the wealthy to take responsibility or be held to account. American courts choose not to take action.
By K.B. Silver 16 days ago in Poets
The facts
One after one, they keep selling out, Money's the worry, there's no room for doubt. There's no reality here, just a show,
By bob singh16 days ago in Poets
Times Up
I feel bad, but not bad I can't mourn what never was I'm not mad, but I'm mad At the discourse you cause Cause you seem to find pleasure
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden17 days ago in Poets
Morning Inspiration.. AI-Generated.
The Morning the River Spoke Elias pulled the collar of his worn coat tighter around his neck and stepped out onto the back porch. The cold hit him immediately, a sharp, clean shock to the system that was far preferable to the stale heat of the small cabin he was renovating. He was a city planner from Boston, a man whose life was measured in square footage, zoning laws, and deadlines. He had come to this remote corner of the state for solitude, to escape the noise, but so far, he had only succeeded in bringing the noise with him. His mind was still a jumble of emails, permits, and the lingering sting of a project that had just fallen through.
By Crystal S17 days ago in Poets
"Kandy"- Go....."es" To Work "Lyrics" - Sometimes, I Am Not Able To Know Where "I" Might End Up, I Know I Should, Don't "EYE"!?
I know it is normal for all of us to enjoy something we wished we knew how !? A spinal muscle, assuming this is the way we communicate !?
By 365poetry17 days ago in Poets