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:

Choices
w0und3d

I'm scared
 1
I dont' know if i'm prepared
 2
For this sight
 3
It's finally happening tonight
 4
i don't want to see this
 5
i'm frightened of what it may consist
 6
i didn't think i'd get that high
 7
this really is her last goodbye
 8
i didn't think this would be the way out
 9
i mean, i head her screaming, i heard her shout
 10
i thought i'd be alright
 11
but i kept driving and ran that light
 12
then she appeared in front of my car
 13
the last thing i remember is hitting the tar
 14
i woke up lying in a bed
 15
i remember thinking i was dead
 16
i looked around for a familiar face
 17
and only found one in that place
 18
i saw my mother and her face full of tears
 19
i've never seen her cry, after all of these years
 20
i asked her, "what was going on?"
 21
then she replied, she is gone
 22
i sat there confused, i didn't get it
 23
then she said, the girl is gone, the one you hit
 24
then it all came flying back
 25
i mean, i could have prevented this attack
 26
but i killed a life that night
 27
thinking i was alright
 28
and now her family has to say goodbye
 29
because my stupid self drove high
 30

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