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:

paint me a laughter
mouthblock

paint me a laughter
 1
paint me a kid falling off a tree
 2
paint me a bruised knee
 3
paint me a distance
 4
from where i can see the kid under the tree crying
 5
so that i can walk away feeling no guilt or shame
 6
i'll just nod
 7
i've been there
 8
everybody has
 9
bruises on their knees and dreams left up in the trees
 10
 
 
some threes were chopped down
 11
made into wood
 12
some of them just burned
 13
some were made into leather covered chairs
 14
meant for offices
 15
to inform other people (and remind the persons themselves)
 16
how important the persons
 17
sitting in that chair on their own arse were
 18
like they wouldn't already know
 19
or made into desks in front of these chairs
 20
desks with less soul than a nickel
 21
but a lot of "character"
 22
some trees were turned into paper
 23
some into paper notes
 24
that you can stick onto the fridge
 25
so that you'll know when you arrive back home from work
 26
tired from looking at oak and mahogany men
 27
you've forgotten to buy some milk
 28
and bread on your wood imitation plastic table
 29
 
 
some shit
 30
is being wiped by a tree in every household
 31
people wipe their arses with another people's dreams
 32
maybe unknowingly
 33
maybe to feel the breeze
 34
it matters not
 35
cry little kid cry
 36
feel free
 37
worry not
 38
it only gets worse from here
 39
that much is guaranteed
 40
it also gets a little better
 41
with a little laughter
 42
a little later
 43
but first you'll have to cry
 44
so cry little kid cry
 45
and maybe later you can paint me a picture
 46

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