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:

o city showdown: witnessed by a bird.
unknown

chirps squeeze through the bird's beak
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as to jut in harmony
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with spirits
 3
tingling through my spinal cord
 4
rapping every bone whole.
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the high noon mist swallow the city scape
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the plastered ramblers
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preach in mumbles: "you're no special,
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i'm a gunslinger, too.
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what've you possessing alone?"
 10
i revolve my cocked handgun
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in turn
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i aim point-blank and slip
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my finger 'round
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the trigger.
 15
the metropolitan juicer flails
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in mercy; defeated
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he squanders
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far in the city depths
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where all yearn death.
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one bird returns to singing his hymn but follows
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with a question,
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"a gun– you carry. . . as equipment?"
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i turn politely in conduct and say:
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my friend, i've only used words today.
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