poetry critical

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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:

a new year and unknown

sinking into petals left by
                      flowers hacked to shreds
in a storm with winds
                      that screamed in fright
leaving chaotic memories
broken sunshine through clouds
                      ravaged by late winter air
show unsheltered trees
                      braced against the onslaught
waiting for the sun to shatter
                      raining down sharp fragments
the deep breaths of wind to hush
                      remaining life to wither
the remnants of a storm
that whipped spring into a frenzied slaughter
the flowers are gone now
hiding from the obvious hatred
reflected in the eyes of a lonely girl
doomed in the oncoming year
I think you took my world
took my fleeting moments
clipped wings to broken lengths,
my sweet slow suffering,
then plucked them straight from my back.
leaving only shoulder blades, bloodied.
I sat on a brick wall and waited for you
let a shadow draw close with comforting words
and sadly watched it desert me,
knowing it would,
with your wicked smile.
it was always my fault, but the moon melted,
dripped hot wax on my hopes
and someone lit them on fire.
Have you seen the place where those with stolen breath are left?
i frequent it now, haunting haven of silence
Do you know how it feels to ignore the lonely?
my eyes cast down to forget the hope.
i see a lot of footprints these days.
why am i still looking for yours?
warily i seek you out again. this is madness. this is me.
i dont understand what i did wrong.
yet nights bring me to my knees. bring me to dark closets, and old thoughts.
never enough.carved into the dirt at my feet,
the face in the mirror, the wasted pale flesh, the dreams i cant keep. never enough
and i never will be.
but you forgot that i still have a falling sun.
fail me. i fail you. together we are a torment i desire.
so let the stars rain down as you stop believing.
but to me,
never enough
may be just another shooting star

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