Examples of Slam poems

25+slam poems appropriate for middle school and high school

“Last Love” by Rachel McKibbens.

To my daughters I need to say:

Go with the one who loves you biblically.

The one whose love lifts its head to you

despite its broken neck. Whose body bursts

sixteen arms electric to carry you, gentle

the way old grief is gentle.

Love the love that is messy in all its too much,

The body that rides best your body, whose mouth

saddles the naked salt of your far gone hips,

whose tongue translates the rock language of

all your elegant scars.

Go with the one who cries out for her tragic sisters

as she chops the winter’s wood, the one whose skin

triggers your heart into a heaven of blood waltzes.

Go with the one who resembles most your father.

Not the father you can point out on a map,

but the father who is here, is your home,

is the key to your front door.

Know that your first love will only be the first.

And the second and third and even fourth

will unprepare you for the most important:

The Blessed. The Beast. The Last Love,

which is, of course, the most terrifying kind.

Because which of us wants to go with what can murder us?

Can reveal to us our true heart’s end and its thirty years

spent in poverty? Can mimic the sound of our bird-throated mothers,

replicate the warmth of our brothers’ tempers?

Can pull us out of ourselves until we are no longer sisters

or daughters or sword swallowers but, instead,

women who give and lead and take and want

and want and want and want,

because there is no shame in wanting.

And you will hear yourself say:

Last Love, I wish to die so I may come back to you

new and never tasted by any other mouth but yours.

And I want to be the hands that pull your children

out of you and tuck them deep inside myself until they are

ready to be the children of such a royal and staggering love.

Or you will say:

Last Love, I am old, and have spent myself on the courageless,

have wasted too many clocks on less-deserving men,

so I hurl myself at the throne of you and lie humbly at your feet.

Last Love, let me never roll out of this heavy dream of you,

let the day I was born mean my life will end

where you end. Let the man behind the church

do what he did if it brings me to you. Let the girls

in the locker room corner me again if it brings me to you.

Let this wild depression throw me beneath its hooves

if it brings me to you. Let me pronounce my hoarded joy

if it brings me to you. Let my father break me again

and again if it brings me to you.

Last love, I have let other men borrow your children. Forgive me.

Last love, I once vowed my heart to another. Forgive me.

Last Love, I have let my blind and anxious hands wander into a room

and come out empty. Forgive me.

Last Love, I have cursed the women you loved before me. Forgive me.

Last Love, I envy your mother’s body where you resided first. Forgive me.

Last Love, I am all that is left. Forgive me.

Last Love, I did not see you coming. Forgive me.

Last Love, every day without you was a life I crawled out of. Amen.

Last Love, you are my Last Love. Amen.

Last Love, I am all that is left. Amen.

I am all that is left.

Amen.

Explanation:

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