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:

August Rain

I’m standing on your front porch
Counting tear- drops through the rain.
The concrete is cold and hard
Beneath my rubber soles
I’m taken back to yesterday
Those humid, summer nights,
When I used to come and call on you
To come and dream with me.
     As star- dust blew between us
     On a creaky, wooden terrace
     We lost ourselves in rapture
If only a knock would find you now
I’d tap for every minute
We used to lay awake in bed
Floating in our sentiments.
If I knew you would come running,
I would tap for every hour
We laughed until we cried
I would knock to see you grin
Through those sideways looking eyes
To get lost within your passion
And the life within your breath.
I miss your airy words
And the way we used to soar.
I’m learning how to fly again
In hopes I’ll make it back to you.
As teardrops caress my fingertips
And the rain beads down my face
Your porch light becomes my beacon
On the road to you I trace

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