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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Follow @poetrycritical for more!

Random Poem:

Peccadillo
monarch

Oh my dear, oh adored,
 1
Oh my sweet beloved paramour,
 2
Where do we go from here?
 3
Why do we stop and fear the door?
 4
Shadows play across the snow,
 5
Flowing from the candle to the floor.
 6
Waves of black and ruddy colors blow,
 7
Waging their endless good and evil war.
 8
 
 
Out here, the flurry becomes a fall,
 9
The fall a storm, the storm is all.
 10
Caught beneath the sands of ice, and cold,
 11
We’ll be swept away and caught and sold,
 12
Bought and brought to confess and be pure.
 13
Told to be good and told to abjure.
 14
Surely, hell is heaven compared to this,
 15
This place where love is damned,
 16
God’s Earth, where sin be bliss?
 17

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