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:

Temporarilty Untitled

the child sits silent on the edge of his chair -
contemplates the azure sky pictured on the glass,
and scratches uncertainly his sable hair.
wondering how high it lies,
he reaches up to grasp its frame,
and touches nothing but its whispered sighs.
the youth climbs wild to the top of his roof -
turns his eyes heavenward,
gathers hope to find the proof
for substance in men's dreams.
but his hands find naught but air,
and in his wet eyes, melancholy gleams.
the young man attains quick the highest station -
for he was of quick wit,
and boundless imagination.
in the city he finds the tallest building,
from where he might finally accomplish
his innocent childhood's longing.
the man, so desirous of flight,
and insurmountable height,
seats the rocket-plane,
a cosmonaut,
launches off,
all the while extending,
his arms to lengths unending,
turns back to find that sky -
once beyond the glass,
bright beneath his ass.

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