poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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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:

marked: return to sender.
hauntedlies

no-send letter number twenty-three.
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we've exhausted our options.
 2
we count them one by one.
 3
we've found ourselves jaded
 4
by this cycle we've begun.
 5
 
 
i'm cautious to move forward,
 6
for what will i find?
 7
in your brain is hidden a different
 8
perspective of our lives.
 9
 
 
i've endeavored upon a journey
 10
that requires the mending of my soul,
 11
but i've brought back nothing but
 12
frustration and it's seemingly getting old.
 13
 
 
nervous of your hand upon another
 14
tender breast...
 15
i sink my issues, thoughts and feelings
 16
under my skin until there's nothing left.
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i'm struggling between which
 18
road i should turn on.
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really only one question remains:
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am i ready for you to be gone?
 21
 
 
i've attacked my lungs, my bones,
 22
the very essence of my being.
 23
i wish to over-take your eyesight
 24
to simply see what you are seeing.
 25
 
 
i've filled up every page in this book
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with my simple no-send letters.
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but, i suppose i'll adorn them with stamps
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as it's clear we will not get better.
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