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:

Midnight In My Mind
haika

As I lay down in the noislessness of the midnight hour,
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I toss around in a mind now clear of the day gone by images of a future I'm not sure I could ever have,
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I hold up to the technicolour dreams the magnifying glass of the errors of my past,
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here in these early hours when peace comes easy, I dissect the irrational yearnings of a blind and stupid heart,
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I take apart the daft ideas from this red pulsating mess that lays within the cage of bony ribs,
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Wondering for the millionth time as the dark is wiped away by the rising sun, if the visions trapped in my mind are ever to be real,
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if indeed they are meant for me,
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or if the paintings my minds eye creates are just figments of my bright imagining,
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before my mind can point an answer out,
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the haze that lingered before takes over me and I succumb,
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too weak to wage a spirited fight,
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and I tumble gladly down the endless dark hole,
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like a child,
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into the warm embrace of a deep deep all consuming slumber.
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