Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
George Formby‘s Tune Didn’t need a book to teach him words found him, cheek first in smoke halls and sticky floors where the punchlines rolled
By Marie381Uk 15 days ago in Poets
I'm not really into politics But I know politics is really into me Into you and everyone I pass in the street It's in the places where I buy my groceries
By Cadma15 days ago in Poets
on the streets of Tunisia lie amon’ the fracas n' ruckus is a jazz big band, rumblin’, bumpin’, and screamin’,
By Thomas Bryant15 days ago in Poets
Dirty Old Town The streets are thick with soot and rain a child stands waiting, thin with pain her dress is torn, her shoes are weak
Branch-less trees sway in dead gales on the pursed lips of fanged cliffs. Conscious yet breathless sentinels guarding the dark trails of lead veils and red glyphs.
By Kale Sinclair15 days ago in Poets
Introduction One line in this poem does not belong This is my first attempt at a Dizain The music is "Skywriter" by The Jackson 5
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 15 days ago in Poets
Someday, I will be better! Someday, I will beat people, tell them what I want in life - just because it's better! Someday, the things that I've been told made perfect sense!
By 365poetry16 days ago in Poets
In 1998, he said, my head hurts, after driving for at least 1 hour! In 1998 he said, you didn't even ask how I am doing, after driving for 1 hour!
Valentine's is coming up - who shall I commit my words to!? Valentine's is coming up - I hate this day, I truly hate the way....
He went one step D O W N Shed away his ego ~~~⏬~~~ Second step D O W N Anger loosened its grip
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran16 days ago in Poets
Your trousers are open, vicar Sunday morning, church as usual, we sat at the front, same place, the vicar came close to say hello,
By Marie381Uk 16 days ago in Poets
A Man Called Norman He lived alone in the house near the bend kept to himself, not keen to pretend garden half-wild, boots by the door
