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 Wind and I

The wind blows through the trees
And you are that wind, passing by
The tension feels bitter cold on my fingertips
I cannot move
For I am rooted into mother nature
She keeps making you tease me
Sometimes the wind is bitter cold
And I shake with fear
Sometimes it is warm
And dew mounts on my eyes
But it is always there
I can't make it go away
And I don't want to
If it went away
Then the whole world would be thrown off its cycle
And then everything
Would go out of whack
What is it that I truly want from this wind
For it moves me in ways no other can
I must uproot
And let the wind sweep me away
See where it will take me
For I am scared that one day
The wind will stop
And I will become one in a barren wasteland
For without wind, there is nothing

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