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:

The Best Things in Life are Free.

From crawling tots, to wrinkled dults.
We worship money, like a cult.
We go to school, get good grades.
Take out big loans, time ticks away.
Land our job, almost their.
Work real hard, lose some hair.
Find our love, babies on the way.
No time for fun, have bills to pay.
Buy more stuff, kids getting old.
"Dad one throw", "not now son", fun put on hold.
Still paying debt, years melt away.
So much stuff, some in storage way.
Start to fight, parents split apart.
Kids get real sad, vent through art.
All this time, to get this wealth.
Fun is lost, just like our health.
If happiness is what we're searching for from the first day of our birth. Remember this,
"blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth".

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