poetry critical

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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:


Well son,
I’m telling you
what i should have
all those years back.
Life is a tin tack
that eats into the sole.
Floors are full of pitfalls
Their boards get torn up,
so you end up dancing
out in the hall,
then sleeping sprawled
on a worn out carpet .
Once on one hell
of a cold night
I wrapped myself
in the underfelt
of a faded Axminster,
so tight i could barely breathe.
Slept the sleep of the deep,
filled with sinister dreams.
Came round next to the incinerator
down the council yard
half charred.
So avoid dancing on carpets
Sweep into a room
that has a parquet floor
but mind you don’t trip
on misplaced tiles
while bouncing off each wall
or you’ll be wishing
the under felt was there
to break your fall.

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