poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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Welcome!

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:

storm
saraheath

As ere the mountain wakes, the forest doth tremble for a sign.
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The ocean splits into one, and the air around us shine.
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As the fire spits from hell, the water burns to touch.
 3
The wind around us howls, as our lives, we clutch.
 4
The animals raise their heads, and give a mournful sigh.
 5
We stand in wonder, watcing our lives go by.
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Rain falls heavily, soaking us through.
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The thunder crashes, the ice, a thick blue.
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Water erupts rom the ground, Old Faithful is here.
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The birds are flying, thier breasts we spear.
 10
The ground is shaking, for fear of the above.
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The mist is soft, whistling like a dove.
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We take shelter against the storm, coming across the waves.
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Our own lives, we seek to brave.
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As such as it is, we know not.
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Here we are, curled in our trap, caught.
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