Here is a very enticing trailer from Poets of Protest - The Movie.
"Poets of Protest uses narrative observational documentary to reveal the hazardous lives of six contemporary poets, while beautifully filmed interludes provide visual interpretations of their works – a glimpse of the soul of the Middle East."

 [Source: http://vimeo.com/40775876]

The Soul in My Purse - by Jamal Story

A short documentary on the workshop showing of "The Soul in My Purse," a spoken word dance production written/directed/choreographed by Jamal Story. With Mucuy Bolles, Heather Hamilton-Kent, Francesca Harper, Dana Ingraham, Ray Mercer, LaChanze, Hollie Wright. This video features some incredible dance.

Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden

An intimate moment recognised by a son for his father.

The Laughing Heart - Charles Bukowski

I Feel Like Saying Beatnik Poem

Beat poetry in a teen B-movie.  When you think about this being the 50's some of the things she was saying would make their parents jaw drop. Not much has changed.
Actress Phillipa Fallon plays the poetess. (You might want to check the link.)

NeNe Ali - WHY

The honesty of this piece is very moving. The meditative music and gentleness of the voice makes the listener search within themselves to attempt to answer the main question.
Click to have a look at some of the awareness raising work NeNe Ali is up to.

Kurt Elling sings The Waking by Theodore Roethke

The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me, so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

written by Theodore Roethke