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:

Lorazepam 1 mg

Pickle juice
sounds pretty good
with hot pastrami.
Use my buns
for the roll.
That is what I felt
this morning.
Now the suns  come up
as usual in poems
to the place where I lay.
Shot a few drops of Visine
where it mattered,
took my medications.
A friggin handful...
wondering how they worked
all together like that?
Walked stiffly to the bathroom,
my body rejecting the movements.
Now to my desk, sat down
to type with my chemical mind
two fingers at a time,
wondering if any would read it?
Making sure as I can tell
I followed all the rules
of unprepared English.
Tired now,
my meds kicked in,
stupid on my part
to have ever had done them.
The mustard evades me
and short of a pickle
I am stuck with the juice.
Lorazepam helps this writer
with his breaks...
Mike Hendershot 2010

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