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:

Of Smoking and Drinking (or "Hey man, I think God hates us!")
Dheroan

Precious death, coveted
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by wolves and men alike, has seduced us even
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wrapped in paper and filtered.
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While smoky freedom spirals upward and
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beyond, we hum a symphony
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that only cats could comprehend.
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We feel in placid slurs but, even numbed,
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think as others never would.
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Gentle selves forgotten and
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our smoldering burdens embraced,
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we free our demons to prance along
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clenched jaws and bursting lungs.
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Between nicotine winks and
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the popping of a thousand ashy cherries,
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we christen ourselves both catalyst
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and fool.
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When our every toxic breath flirts with a maker
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who will no longer welcome us,
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the hint of a smirk pulls at his
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once pursed lips.
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He leans down with an ash tray before
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melting away
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like discarded cinders
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on the wind.
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