Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Connections and deceptions, do you know where you fit? Connections, energy, vibes with peaks and valleys flow out of all of us
By Shae Lynn Sanders9 years ago in Poets
There is a nothing… A nothing that hovers over my every moment, my every breath Yet, this nothing will no longer haunt me, it will slowly drift away
The colors of my rainbow will not bleed The colors of my rainbow will not fade They will not back down and they will not be afraid
It is all done now but for the mopping up and we now know our fates, which we hate, hate... disdainfully swept aside like so many crumbs from
By A. F. Litt9 years ago in Poets
My legs sprout new bruises every day and I’m never sure where they come from or from whom or whether they send their regards
By Daisy Lennon9 years ago in Poets
Father's hand The ubiquity of beauty and loving the light the omnipresence of day's transition to night Let Fibonacci free, a newly found sight
By Mike Emby9 years ago in Poets
You act like we do not understand what you deal with when you know full well we've been putting up with it our entire lives.
By Amber 9 years ago in Poets
You take, and you take, then you take again. You refuse to help with any such chore. You will not pay for anything, you will not
You are reckless, play dumb, manipulate those around you, don't manage your finances, won't take things when they're supposed to be taken.
A Romance d'amour that was you and me. Tender and fragile as the petals of flowers that bloomed at the springtime of our days together.
By Leah James9 years ago in Poets
color i think is wasted on males and northern climes Give me mother Africa — Mother India. Not the Pharoahnic or Brahmic ruled — but a happy ambiguity.
By Michael Bee9 years ago in Poets
Two true colors… two true colors. The world sees in two colors; one of power, one of might; one of dark, one of light. Yet color; it exists for
