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:

storm
visitor

power
 1
raw and un-altered -
 2
 
 
a war that rages
 3
but leaves few casualties;
 4
soothing nerves
 5
and somehow uniquely expressing frustrations
 6
not its own.
 7
 
 
rippling in waves, turning in an instant,
 8
rumbling with the threat of explosions
 9
which come, not as mushrooms in the distance,
 10
but as scattered, darting pencil lines
 11
barely seen, missed in blinking,
 12
breaking the oppressive rumblings
 13
in momentary flashes of inspiration -
 14
 
 
magnificent.
 15
 
 
if you close your eyes, the sounds
 16
are natural but filled with rage, but-an-instant
 17
lines become sudden blossoms of red on closed lids
 18
followed by vibrations almost felt
 19
and then realized in -
 20
 
 
and then in stops and for a while
 21
all you can hear,
 22
 
 
is the rain.
 23
 
 
---
 24
 
 
soothing balm,
 25
which patterns off leaves and stone and lamp-posts all alike.
 26
an echo, synchronization is momentary -
 27
binding all matters of the world under one comforting, life-giving
 28
roof.
 29
 
 
patterns undefined
 30
 
 
---
 31
 
 
and shattered  - in relaxing -
 32
by a true explosion.
 33
 
 
remaining still, a war that rages
 34
but leaves few casualties;
 35
soothing nerves,
 36
temporarily ending conflict
 37
and uniquely expressing frustrations
 38
all its own.
 39
 
 
charged atmosphere, pressure on the brain,
 40
blind eyes seek to see the falling pieces but also
 41
seek the momentary flashes and impressions in the dark -
 42
arching, reaching, leaning over skies in heart-beats
 43
erratic and speeding as though inspired by drug-induced
 44
systems.
 45
 
 
defying spatial expectations
 46
in direction you can't quite describe
 47
 
 
until over-taken by the final following waves,
 48
the final standing ovation
 49
 
 
 
 
that last roll of thunder.
 50

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