performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Rockin' Our Way to Humanity
Ingredients One pebble small or large in weight. One person oozing kindness. One location. A world of conflict, divided by culture and ignorance as the political embrace division, it takes the actions of one to generate a unified thought. Community spirit. Not as we saw in the second World War or during acts of terrorism. But in the heart of every child, parent, grandparent that places that much loved stone with their artistic interpretation. Standing alone, hiding in its environment, waiting for the next caring hand to move it on to its next stage of its journey.
By mel ashton8 years ago in Poets
Do You Believe
Do you believe in that what you cannot see, is it real or just make believe, do you wonder who's in the trees on that lonely night when you feel the cool breeze what do you believe. Is it more the witches, vampires, werewolves, and ghosts or the little green men coming down in their UFOs, but you cannot forget the monsters and ghouls who may very well be your teachers at school. The creepy and crawlies that hide in the park under the slides that come out when it's dark, please do not be afraid because chances are they're just looking to play, not to eat you just more for a friend because when you hide in the dark it's hard to find a reason to grin, so next time you're here, the voice in the wind or bump in the night just remember it might just be a friend that is out of your sight.
By Loki Ramsey8 years ago in Poets
Prized Possession
You say you need to feel a tender touch. To see a queen's royal flush. I'm talking chess not checkers, leave those kiddie games at Toys R Us. Check my resumé but baby, read between the lines. Because that one thing that you're searching for, on paper, you just won't find. My beauty and power intrigue like Nefertiti. My loss can tell you stories you cannot see on TV And, more than any wall, in my heart, you will find cracks. But, like a ball hitting a wall, I always bounce back.
By Moe Rivers8 years ago in Poets
