The Poetry Slam

Just a poem that I wrote subliminally, waiting for the next poetry slam

I’ve got to go to work tomorrow

Borrowing the morals of my father before me

I’ll work none stop like him until the morning

Scorning the day when I’ll have to move away to another place to stay

I’m twenty, don’t have enough money, so  we still share the same house

I don’t know what that’s about but I don’t mind

I’ll stay until they kick me out

I’ve always felt like staying home and writing poems

Until I know them well enough to show em’ at the poetry slam

The poetry slam

Where dreams come true and losers dream

Where the crowd is soft and the competitions mean

Where sadness and depression are a common theme

Seems like the place that poets try their s**t

Where some get noticed and others quit

And things can get a bit dark

When everyone shares their life stories and sparks of creative poems like art

Their wits sharp with their cut marks on their wrists

At the poetry slam

 Where people going ham with excitement

Sharing poems they wrote or heard from others

To write what’s meant to share feeling

Wheeling and dealing empathy

But I’ve got work tomorrow

And even though I can borrow the will to keep working

I can’t borrow the stage from more successful poets

So I work my nine to five

Trying to survive the boredom between now and the next slam

Because sharing poems that flow like water

Spit from the mouths of those who know pain, who’ve seen s**t

Is my true jam 

Author's Note

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

[Jackie]

This was a fun read for me. I especially lime that last ending part.

[KT-B]

I enjoyed this very much and can totally relate - I usually go on writers café in the morning before the day starts and get so immersed could easily stay all day.... d****t good stuff, yep work gets in the way of a lot! :)

[Bear]

That is the real spirit of poetry, I remember sneaking into the coffee shop to hear the poets read their work. There were still a few old beatniks who came to defend their reserved depressive style against the hippy new free love style. Words were thrown like fist in a boxing match in hope to prove their view of the topic the better. Thank you for brings these memories back to me it was an excellent gift :~) Standing Ovation! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

[wordman]

great idea,poetry slam,never been in one

[Najam Us Saher]

Poetry slam is every poet's dream....I really liked the thoughts and the theme. Just a suggestion avoid using words like s**t....it disturbs the clean flow and meaning of the poem.