Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
I. A Better Day at Bluebird Liquor where every morning we congregate outside the Bluebird liquor, waiting for the man
By Dean Traylor7 days ago in Poets
If I wake at 6:00 am, will I need to be on the farm! The places that no person would ever dear to - love is an illusion...
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
***** Intro: I would give "anything" to change.............. Please just look me, in my face!! Tell me, everything will be okay - just tell me!!
My first kiss - it was nothing, a piece of rock, that sorta looks like a FROG! My first encounter with, let's say, the "genitals" - it was like an episode of Star Trek, and "SPROCK", has no home, who had perhaps felt like some cockroaches, I don't know!
The Dirty House at Number 3 It had curtains that never quite closed and a front step that leaned like it was tired of holding up secrets
By Marie381Uk 7 days ago in Poets
If I’d smiled more and spoken less maybe things would’ve turned out different ᵎ!ᵎ⋆.˚⛈˚.⋆ᵎ!ᵎ I never could staunch the acrid flow of tears and
By K.B. Silver 7 days ago in Poets
Jesus Weeps Real Tears Jesus Weeps Real Tears not fake. he hurts for us each day He does not pose for the paintings. He does not glide on air.
Step one: prepare a quiet room. Let the walls hold nothing but stillness, the floor clear of distractions, the air heavy with patience.
By Matesanz7 days ago in Poets
Sandy towels in windbreaker camps Radios play subdued amps Children paddle up to the knee I do like being beside the sea
By Keith Butler7 days ago in Poets
Locked Rooms I need to explain this carefully, Because it is easy to misunderstand. I am still able to write words, That part has never been taken from me.
Standing on the Moon I danced on dust beneath my feet, The silence warm, the hush complete. A silver hush, a gentle glow.
My middle finger is called the thumb! In the dictionary, sure, we can erase! But how long does it take - to start a "NEW" race!
By 365poetry8 days ago in Poets
