poetry critical

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Welcome to Poetry Critical, an online poetry workshop. To post your own poetry you'll need to create a user id by typing a name and password in the box above and hitting 'New User'. If you just want to critique or jump into the discussion, however, you can go ahead and get started!

Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

Do you remember my love?

Do you remember my love? Do you remember
The white sails weaving across the water
And how you carried your sandals in one hand
And I held the other as we ran
Barefoot across the sand,  laughing?
And overhead the sea gulls were crying.
Do you remember, my love,  do you remember?
Do you remember my love? Do you remember
The wind gusting, tossing the trees
And the rain crashing down from above
And how close we were to panic
As we struggled to close the shutters
Against the wild wind and the rain?
But never tight enough, my love, never tight enough.
Do you remember, my love? Do you remember
How the trees turned to flame last year
And your beauty flared again
As we walked through the russet leaves
Kicking them about as children do?
I kissed you and held your hand tight
But never tight enough, my love, never tight  enough.
I remember,  my love, I remember
Last winter's leaden skies
And how  I could not see the snow
For the mist across my eyes.
The snow deadened every footfall
And hung heavy on every branch.
I remember my love, I remember.
Were you there, my love? Were you there
When yesterday I caught a glimpse
Of the ruffle on your scarlet skirt
And thought I heard your voice calling?
But the red was only the new roses
And the voice was only in my head
But  were you there, my love, were you there?
Will you come again, my love? Will you come again
To hold my hand once more
And watch with me the swallows flying
As the dusk is falling
And listen to the evening Angelus
Ringing  from the grey church tower?
Will you come again, my love? Will you come again?

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