Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
My wife and I thought we could accomplish this online We searched for guys who would do her, with me on the sideline ~That turned out to be a daunting chore!
By Lightning Bolt ⚡7 days ago in Poets
There are acts of kindness we cling to. Sadly, hatred waits in the queue. “I’m Jen” posts sometimes positive every day.
By Mary Haynes7 days ago in Poets
Okay, let's pretend this is my side !? Let's pretend these are my ribs, and my bones - my SIDES !? Let's pretend these are the people who are with ME !?
By 365poetry7 days ago in Poets
Between locker-slammed prophecies and cafeteria psalms, they provide combinations to ultraviolet funhouses — Quantum superpositions of mascara and masks,
By Paul Aaron Domenick8 days ago in Poets
To: The monsters under my bed... I still love you quietly, gently at a distance where my love cannot be seen I still love you
By Lolly Vieira8 days ago in Poets
Kiss me or kill me it won’t matter to still cells feeling nothing and numbness will cast away your spells the moment before the bang
By Ruhani Khadijah8 days ago in Poets
Thee art of being black, thee art of fighting back there is no art, just good consequence for years of forced silence.
I'm going to calm down !? I'm going to assume every person "knows" bad scent when they see it !? I'll tell you a story !?
By 365poetry8 days ago in Poets
Crawl --- Walk ---- Run Okay fine - I picked this image because it is "appealing" to me !? I'm the one seeing it, everyday - my eyes tell me it makes sense !?
If one person likes ME out of every person that knows ME - I will be happy... If one person likes ME, out of every person that has NEVER liked ME - I will be happy !?
Are we going to ask the weirdest question possible !? Like ha ha, that ain't funny - but atleast, I'll have some water party !?
You are nothing but good when I am nothing but not. An imperfect, rash, fickle heart… You say, “Come as you are.” It is all that You ask—
By Mezmur8 days ago in Poets
