poetry critical

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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:

Light in the Window
roses2war

Having played hard all day, the dusk now sets in,
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A time to re-join with her kith and her kin.
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But today she will not be afforded that lot,
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For the souls she now dwells with, her family are not.
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Skipping through town she finds her delight,
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In the form of a window, and a lamp glowing bright.
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For a moment the emptiness dons a disguise,
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As the warmth it emits, brings light to her eyes.
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A light that dispells all the pain and the fear,
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And speaks to her heart the words "Love must live here".
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Igniting her spirit, evicting the dark,
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She's drawn to the glow as a moth to a spark,
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A friend most familiar, a lighthouse in part,
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Soft beacon of safety, offering peace to her heart.
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Is she pined for by those she so yearns for today?
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Are their hearts still connected though an ocean away?
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The swift years have flown by, two score have now seared,
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The dream of the little one since first it appeared.
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That an ember of light take it's place in her life,
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And drive out the rejection, the fear, and the strife.
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She finds herself hopelessly, aimlessly bound,
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To a life with no future, a voice with no sound.
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Dark closes in on the warm light of day,
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The light that once held their rejection at bay.
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Having mourned her whole life, for the life she once knew,
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Mending pieces of brokeness, to just get her through,
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Believing acceptance she one day could own,
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Hope now extinguished she yearns to go home.
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