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:

Groceries
DaylightChar

You're a shopworn symbol of a grocery store gone awry;
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the cashiers rusted and the manager hasn't shaved his
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salt and pepper beard since last November.
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A spooky sort of stagnant
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nothing
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hangs in the air,
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like a lone private waiting in the Ardennes
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for a Panzer platoon to strike,
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except the Nazis fell a while ago,
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you psychotic shopping cart.
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The parking lot's a gridlock
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of parking spaces,
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except the one that your car inhabits
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(the bright yellow Hummer with a broken windshield).
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All the residents of Scurvyville
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are scared
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to buy fruit from your warehouse
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to curb their piratical plague.
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Every morning
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I pass your store in a tangerine bus
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as the languid rose sky opens for the sun,
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and every morning I see the dusty windows of your store, craving for Lemon Pledge
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and hobos that beg day after day
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fleeing from your cheap produce peddler.
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