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!

Random Poem:


There are hands above my head
They’re reaching out for each other
But they never look down
They never reach to me
Instead they stamp their feet
Oh, they stamp their feet
And now there’s the dirt tread marks
Of steel toed boots
All over my face
I watch from bellow
With blind eyes
I call for help
With open voice boxes
I reach out
With no arms or hands
For me to offer to them
They reach out to each other
But they never look down
Oh, they never look down
And now
I’m falling
And they’ll never even realize
I’m gone.

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