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:

Eye of The Tempest

My eyes shame me every day,
A co-consipirator
To news media's incatenations.
But what can I do?
There's so much visual of castastrophy
To ogle the senses
Perceiving the senseless
By powerful natural events
Placed clandestinely
Before our eyes
Observance has become
Too damn uncivilized
My daunted precognitions
Drawn by human fallibility
Fall into these traps
Baited by jeweled awareness
Safety nets imprinted
With charitable exhibits
In hand-out lines
Betrothed by waxing pittance
Awareness sensors light up
Reactions distend the needy
As politicians resemble regret
Smouldering embers
Bursts into disdain
My flag, she has no interest in me
And has not properly dressed for me.
And so, I'm the one who's ashamed.
My fashion choices merely subdued.
Perhaps a skirt worn too long
To hide the nature of real agenda.
My television views distorted
While watching sharper images
Then ever seen before
©2005 Ray Berkemeier

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