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:


there is so much more to life than living.
so much more than the back-to-back nights of partying
more than the endless drone of just another job
there is more to do than drugs, and more to feel than sex
life is more than wondering where you were
wondering where you are
and wondering where you're going to end up.
it's not supposed to be easy, and it doesn't need to be miserable;
you are not the sum of your constituent parts,
and what you have is not representative of what you are.
your life is not quantified by how much money you have,
nor is it quantified by the good that you do for others.
your life is what you make of it, and what you want it to be.
you can always get up, you can always get by,
all you need is to want it just that badly.
so what do you want? what do you need?
go - look for it, find it, grab it, and never let go.
you can be whatever you want to be.
and never let anyone tell you different.
life is not futile. nothing is futile.
you make your own priorities; everything rests firmly in your hands.
don't fear the past, the present, or the future.
face each day with an open mind.
let your pain teach you, temper you, guide you;
but never let it break your spirit.
it's your spirit that gets you out of bed every day
and reminds you that there is so much more to life than living.

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