poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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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:

To you I promise

Skipping lines to control my head
Jumping images past random beliefs
Always going back to nicknames for a cheap special smile
Yet nick always drags along the profanity fucker
Damn I shouldn’t have said that, yet another apology
Lets add it to the ever expanding list.
I just need to mean the words I say NOW
Only you are given the sincerity I predominantly lie about
Yellow memories skewer my mental status
Words I pray to take back yet swallow the unforgiving jokes
Hiding orbital leakage behind anaphylactic shock
Only spelling profanity correctly
At the drop of a hate, upon my knees I bage to you
I shit my pants, tears and forgiveness poor out of me
Late hour fornication
Staining the sheets with oil based chemicals
Extremely soiled pink, blue and green memories
Housing millions of solders dedicated to vaginal destruction and annihilation
Whispering fowl words throw hypoxic breaths
Reaching tachycardia with a blissful glassine
Yet just to hide the evidence in dirty laundry
Crashing into sleep with a near bradycardia heart beat
A vow of words I swear to you,
Not the person sleeping in your bed but to you your very soul
In biblical definition I spell these words to you correctly
Without hesitation or dissention
I swear something to you, only you will receive
The heart that beats inside my chest
This soul that resides in my very body
I place inside your vary hands, for you to do with as you please
I promise you my very love
Till the day that death receives my soul
I promise you the best I can

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