poetry critical

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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:

"Alice doesn't live here anymore..."
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Once I sang for mother's
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company
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...the specific tune I
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can't recall?
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They admired my vibrato,
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...as livers were doused in
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alcohol.
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"Greyhounds running,
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clean cups,
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...clean cups, move down
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one chair!"
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Nonsensical stories of
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treacle wells,
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...smoke rings lingering
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in the air.
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I made a daisy chain for
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her
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...within each link a sad
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refrain.
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Memories of days gone
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by,
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...petals scattered by
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stinging rain.
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I'd lost her many years
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before
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...it wasn't a specific day.
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She'd tumbled down the
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deepest hole,
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...I knew she'd forever
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gone away.
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'Twas not the hookah, the
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shrooms
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...or even the
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"White Rabbit".
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The syringe that said
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"Geeze Me"
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...was the final
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foreboding habit.
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The "C" made her eyes a
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yellow glow,
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...her playful "Cheshire"
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grin had faded.
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Sullen cheeks and
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thinning hair,
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...a rebellious free-spirit so
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long ago jaded.
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The "Knave" had
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tainted her blood and
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mind,
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...and with it her precious
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soul.
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Leaving her poisoned and
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slightly mad,
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...more than just tarts
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that he had stole.
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Beheaded was the
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dear "Duchess",
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...her beauty no longer
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splendid.
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She had simply forgotten to love
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herself,
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...now her abdomen
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became distended.
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I'd always known the day
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would come
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...a call to substantiate
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my fears.
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To be told abruptly, she'd
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awake no more,
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...washed me away in a
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sea of tears.
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I never asked to live
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this life,
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...yet the
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"Looking Glass"
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has been my home.
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Gyrating and gimbling
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in this wabe
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...so little mimsy,
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a lonely Mome.
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I gaze out to the
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otherside,
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...in hopes the
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"Jabberwock"
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will take the bait.
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Or perhaps the
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"White Knight"
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will rescue me,
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...from this undeserving
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fate?
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Why did I get left
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behind,
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...and why can I not
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now be set free?
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Peering through the
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keyhole,
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...late for the date, with
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the "Queen of Hearts"
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who just might've been me.
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