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:

Clashing Worlds
mot_juste

Despair became the usual daydream;
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The feeling of hot tears down my cheeks,
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rather than the ache of a good laugh.
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Like the back of my mother's hand,
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when the bounce in my step
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gave away a joyous spirit.
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The only depths I plumbed
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was the sadness that swore no end.
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As long as I carried the weight,
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I knew I was alive.
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Faithful to never resolve the grief
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or else I'd be left empty-handed.
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Like a beggar,
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darkness hid my treasure.
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But sunlight seeped through
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in the eyes of those
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locked in prisons of their own.
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Pulsing in unison, I came to know:
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mind cannot rationalize the heart away,
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just as the moon had only eclipsed the sun.
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No longer squinting and blinded,
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I see all that is left of the past
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is a shadow on the pavement.
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