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:

Swan song.

I knew a girl that I, knowing myself, distrusted. (wrongfully).
Her name slips past me when talking to others.
rolls off my tongue unwillingly.
I look at her pictures and I say "I don't love her"
and that "I'm glad I'm not with her."
She being wrong for me
does not quench my thirst to be with her.
My friends say that I'm lonely.
And maybe so.
We lie under the impression that we are best friends.
We both know it isn't true, that we won’t let it
that love did not let us.
When she is old enough for me
She would have forgotten all about me it was
that made her sneak into my room and kiss my lips
while I pretended to slumber in glee of someone that would fulfill me.
those skinny legs wrapped their way to a melancholy mind
and smitten, she listened to me until she had my heart.
But even so, to this day, (she is)
the moon the stars the sun

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