Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
What would be the reason I am awake at this hour !? I have NO desire to be with the world, to speak to people as if they had value!!
By 365poetryless than a minute ago in Poets
I was born in 1962, 1958, or even 1979 - clap if you have the same feeling !? I had sex at 10, 25, 98 - clap if you have the same feeling !?
By 365poetryabout 5 hours ago in Poets
***** December - 2025.... There will always be 24 hours within a day, 52 weeks within a year, and according to the calendar, it just doesn't seem right when none of us have taken our purpose and life goals into consideration.
Would we still chase the rising sun, If shadows ruled the sky? Would hope still hum a gentle tune, Or fade without a cry?
By Jacky Kapadiaabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Introduction This is my seventh piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful artwork. Here is the Chicken Legged Workshop's Facebook Page
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 8 hours ago in Poets
This is for a prompt in the Vocal Social Society based on this painting. I have decided to do a simple sonnet to kick off the prompt.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 11 hours ago in Poets
imagine feeling everything pangs of infinite gnostic hunger before, after, during learning and knowing em0ti0ns at a b0iling p0int
By ⸘jason alan‽about 17 hours ago in Poets
Please Stop The War. A little girl stands at the wire, her fingers thin and dust covered, curled around the sharp barbs as if the fence is the last edge
By George’s Girl 2026 about 18 hours ago in Poets
The Wound Of Words A mouth can be a weapon, Sharper than any blade held in anger. A breath becomes a storm, And a sentence falls like iron.
By George’s Girl 2026 about 19 hours ago in Poets
Strings Upon The Mind Who holds the strings above us? Who moves the quiet fingers? There are whispers behind thought, And shadows behind choice.
Something, I'm saying something as if this word needs enough messages !? Something, I'm saying that makes us want to know exactly what it is that makes us who we are, and what we should do !?
By 365poetryabout 22 hours ago in Poets
The Hand Above The Shadow A great hand hangs above the figure, Quiet, patient, and unseen. Threads descend through empty air,
By George’s Girl 2026 about 24 hours ago in Poets