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:


We sat and shivered together
at the bus stop.
I knew this would be the last time
we would be happy.
Well, at least the last time you would be happy.
Your bus came and I said nothing.
I helped you on and still said nothing.
Guess where the gun, and the blood, and the drugs are.
They're still there with you.
I put them there, I kept them there.
The writing on the bathroom stalls at the strip club
had truth in it, believe me.
I helped you in your lies, and my eyes tell
anyone who will listen the truth of what we did.
The slit wrists and heroin shots that kept
me still and my soul froze over along
with my broken heart.

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