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:


The old time joys come back to me,
Dreaming of days gone by;
The children in their play I see,
As I unconscious lie.
It seems to me they are right there;
I tuck them in their bed,
And place them in God's mighty care
When evening prayers are said.
When I awake, when morning's come,
The cradle must have fled.
The children and their things are gone
And the old trundle bed.
My heart just stopped, it seems to me;
My eyes in tears, I vow,
When I come to reality
And find them grandpas now.

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