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:

Activities Of Exiled Andean Ladies
larrylark

Its ever so chilly on warm summer evenings,
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small weaving classes numb fingers and minds.
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Its time for a start said the boy from the priesthood,
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yet critiques on being take up most of his time.
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The old ladies come not for idle sensation,
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but from the imperious boredom of age.
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With herring bone fingers they stitch vivid pictures,
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of steel eyed invaders and jettisoned slaves.
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Intentions however lie wrecked on the shoreline,
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while bold Spanish soldiers put mountains to flame.
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Like so many hot heads with week-end derangements,
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they left their enticements to spread like a stain.
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Deep shadows creep over engulfing the temple,
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the glow of each star shines down like a curse.
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They sing of Jerusalem yet no one can find it,
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on the old parchment map in the cracked leather purse.
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Its ever so chilly on late summer evenings,
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paste jewellry classes are cut to the bone.
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Exchanges through barter are all thay they need,
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and economy's running on bright coloured beads.
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