The Gathering

The weekly gathering
begins quietly,
as the ones who come early
read their work aloud,
the audience alert,
the applause warm.

Then come the power poets,
spoken word pouring through
grounded stances,
hands cutting the air
like exclamation marks.

Sometimes a singer,
rapper, or musician
takes the stage,
a sudden jolt of poetry
finding its beat.

We are diversity in motion,
young, old, all colors and ages,

life experiences as varied as
a summer street market,
each voice enriching the tapestry.




Poetry by Melinda K Zarate The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-06-05 at 22:32

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Another beautiful moment preserved in beautiful verse. Double Bravo.
2026-06-08


mickeko The PoetBay support member heart!
I've never been to a real (physical) one. Someone might ask real questions.
2026-06-06


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo!
Blessings, Allen
2026-06-05