performance poetry

Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.

Repeat
Repeat It just repeats. It always repeats. It’s not a surprise. It will always repeat. You get drawn in. And it repeats. You get drawn in. And it just repeats. You get drawn in again. And it just repeats. It just repeats. It’s not new news. It just repeats. It’s a cycle. It’s a cycle. It’s something that always happens to you. He bleats. You repeat. He bleats. You repeat. And you repeat the cycle. And you repeat the cycle. And you kill the cycle. You kill the cycle. You kill the repeat. Until the next. And then you repeat. And then we repeat. And then I kill the cycle. And then we repeat. And then I repeat. And then we do what’s natural. We repeat. It just repeats. And it just repeats. It’s not new news. And when the repeating has killed us. And it will. The repeat moves on.
By Emily Sara Andrews8 years ago in Poets
Wild Boy
Wild boy wild boy “damn, you wild boy” “Don’t twist your hair, for you won’t be my child boy” “Don’t get anyone pregnant, stay away from the police, keep your nose clean, don’t ever get high, boy”
By Edens Fleurizard8 years ago in Poets
The Nest
To the end of the line one more time she said. Like a cobalt blue when I'm feeling red. Never again will I find a time like the present.
By M.S. Morris8 years ago in Poets
Timelapse
Before you loose that arrow Before you leave the Earth ...let her....out Before you fly a sparrow Before you leave the ground...yield your... crown
By M.S. Morris8 years ago in Poets
Help a Person Out
Spiraling, Secretly, The CIA would be impressed, Or is that how I see it, Is the black hole of my mind visible? So much so fast,
By Noah Renee8 years ago in Poets
The Author
The Author He portrays a lonely figure In his cottage by the sea With his pencil and his paper and his dog. Gone his youthful verve and vigour
By Rod Walford8 years ago in Poets
R.I.Pigeon
RIP Pigeon Did you falter when you flew? Were you staring at the sky? Missing the glass death trap before you? Or did you mean to die?
By Emily Sara Andrews8 years ago in Poets
It's Wearing My Skin
Please sit beside me and share what's on your mind Is it a grudge or a sin you're trying to hide Just know this Eventually I'll know your past
By Sickly Vindictam8 years ago in Poets
That Feeling
You know that feeling you get when you look into her eyes, it's so alluring. Driving the inner lust turning the thoughts to one of an amorist. They light the flames of your desire like an arsonist for hire. Together climbing new heights like Everest spirituality soaring past satellites. So prepossessing the cause of hearts racing. With each kiss you swear she's a goddess, hair luscious and rare as Atlantis. She moves every step with pure grace while heaven’s glow is upon her face. Aphrodite would gladly take her place for she's among the stars viewed as astrology. In her presents you become breathlessly for she is the definition of heavenly.
By ElRey Niffen8 years ago in Poets
Emphasis on The "A"
Emphasis on the “A” That’s how they Say her name, common But so unique, Mouth opening harmony Short but swift, Sweetly done.
By Isabel ♥︎8 years ago in Poets
Menace
Trapped in my mind, just trying to find the key to the door on whatever floor I feel so stagnant the struggle clings to me like a magnet
By Wyld Tha Bard8 years ago in Poets
Train of Thinking
This destructive train of thinking I’ve had since YOU were born Is going off the tracks, my dear All battered, used and worn.
By Soft Duckie8 years ago in Poets