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:

Cold Hazelnut
EdwardDurden

The taste of coffee is stale upon my lips.
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The mug is cold in my hands
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and my vision hazy from not blinking.
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People around me in this busy café are sipping their dark roasts and
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talking smart about smart things
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But I don’t see
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any of it,
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Don’t hear
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any of it.
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I don’t
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want
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any of it.
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Cold air blows from the vents above
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but there is a warm shiver running across my chest
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Feeling just the same way a woman’s hand had once done years ago.
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People talking smart about smart things, but
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I don’t want
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any of it.
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It has been many years
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and all I
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want
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is to feel it again.
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The coffee shop stops;
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Time goes cold,
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like the cream-white mug in my hand.
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