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:

Death is a fickle thing

They took me through a hole
newly torn in the wall
so that I might not wander back
and left my eyes open to watch the sky.
Twisted thorned flowers into my hair,
barbaric after death,  they chuckled,
knowing me a match for the underworld.
With oil soaked cloth in my mouth
and calla lillies at my feet
I was lit aflame
and shoved from the life
I had worked so hard to understand.
There was a promise whispered
in the slide of the waves against the hull
and it was new to me, this language
of solidarity.
With such good intentions
they adorned me with notes
and fast fading memories
surrounded me with love,
and words of safe passage to the next world.
but never once checked if I were alive.

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