poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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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:

A Lamb On The Bus

A drunk motherfucker boards a metro bus
The City of Angels, has lately been pissin' on me
There's a lamb at the back of the bus
who's tryin' his best to break into my whiskey dreams
O Lamb, O Sweet Lamb
Break blood if you need to,
or maybe just smoke a joint for me
O Lamb, O Sweet Lamb
Speak if you feel you need to
Roll a Holy Joint for lil' me
A girl is born in China every few seconds
and they all just let her flow by in the stream
There's a pain in my heart right now
an' it's trying to keep my whiskey bottle busy
O Lamb, O Sweet Lamb
Break a bone if you need to heal
or just turn your back right on me
O Lamb, O Sweet Lamb
Speak if you feel you need love
Roll yourself into some sort of glove
A sin is done to marches of angry crowds
only sitting in holy blood, boiling, becoming steam
There's a joint at my knee, that's
begging to be cut off, right in a frenzy
O Lamb, O Sweet Lamb
Break a heart if it's our Lord's command
Roll yourself into some sort of Holy Love

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