poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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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:

Elevators
fredlocks2k

There she stood
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in front of me.
 2
 
 
My heart pounding, sounding
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loud enough to drown out existence;
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leading me to her path of least resistance.
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I breathe
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and pull her close to me
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and what means the most to me
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is that she comes freely. She floats.
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Butterflies flutter by.
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Lumps in throats--
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I feel at home
 12
 
 
in her arms
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and she finds comfort
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in my space.
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And there I stand, hands on waist,
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face next to her face
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against her soft, almond brown skin.
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Her warmth, like the sun, draws me in.
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Deeper.
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Closer.
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Keep her.
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Hold her.
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Pulse increases, heat seeking,
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mentally speaking
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like telekinesis.
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I close my eyes
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not wanting to let go,
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because I know like she knows
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that beginnings start
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where endings end,
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and right here is where
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we both begin
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something supernatural--
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a second chance at life'
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a chance to get it right.
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To banish past pains
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where all that remains
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is a chance to be a friend
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and then…
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We kissed.
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*ding* (second floor)
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