Slam poetry: that magical mix of rhythm and rhyme.
I. Stop pounding your chest. Stop waving your guns. Stop spouting your hate. II. Politics is dead Civility is too
By Dean Traylorabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Sand sifts through my hand Until I grasp nothing but air Because nothing ever existed It was only ever in my mind Filleted and floating away
By Atomic Historianabout 9 hours ago in Poets
Every person has a PANIC button - say AMEN !? Every person wants to feel safe - say AMEN !? How did you have problems - say AMEN !?
By 365poetryabout 22 hours ago in Poets
***** Excerpt adapted from a famous "Jamaican" poet (you should know her - you should) -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By 365poetrya day ago in Poets
Traded water for the wine A dirty swine mistaken for divine So, you roll around in all the mud Disrespecting sacred blood
By Raine Fieldera day ago in Poets
Okay fine, like I've said it before, I haven't met the man !? I haven't ate at his table, needless to say - I wouldn't, he was in JAIL !?
I saw god, at the casino at the prime rib buffet He drove a drop top el Camino and he came ready to play When he nodded his head
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdena day ago in Poets
Introduction An April Fool's Day Ghazal as an example for my April Challenge The music is "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now" by The Smiths
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred a day ago in Poets
When I wear shorts, My legs are not yours to observe, I am not a doll; I aim to please myself, not you, When I wear a bikini,
By Carol Ann Townend2 days ago in Poets
This is what it means to BURN - never to exist !? This is what it means to burn, to never exist !? The way in which our lives accept the little things in LIFe !
By 365poetry2 days ago in Poets
During the 1800's, perhaps 1900's - I decided I wanted an Education !? During the 1800's, perhaps 1900's - I decided I wanted an Education !?
I never loved getting my hands dirty in the mud Paradox, because that was where I was created from Your way of showing even beautiful things can arise from dirt?
By Harydo Neon2 days ago in Poets
