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This is a CRITIQUE forum...Stoking and smoking poetry critiques. This is not a forum for the faint-hearted. It is strongly advised that you first post a poem in the On Track forum to get input prior to posting it here.Posting Rules: You may post 1 piece each day but you must post one thoughtful and substantial reply to at least one other writer here before posting your own poem. (Moderator: Normpo)
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Fascinatingly Different (Revised)
3rd Revision
Abled differently, this child is a wonder, a source of delight to those who recognize her as unique. She holds the happiness others seek in vain,... Started Oct 20th, 2006 at 11:32am by sunilmathur |
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Dec 5th, 2006 at 6:45am By: sunilmathur |
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** love sick
Cold words carry the sting of frostbite,
a most intimate threat to tender flesh. Exposed to such mean treatment its healthy glow dims to shadow. Conflicted, love, turns chill<br /... Started Dec 30th, 2009 at 7:27pm by peach |
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Jan 3rd, 2010 at 6:36pm By: nas |
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Call Upon the Wind (please help with punctuation)
[font=Verdana][color=Purple][i] I whisper to the trees to pass my word to the wind. Carry this message to my love on your currents high aloft. My cries to the night sky;<br... Started Sep 16th, 2007 at 4:51am by Zaac |
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Apr 10th, 2008 at 12:17am By: KerrinScott |
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What's Broken?
This was offered in class to the prompt of the title "What's Broken"...no other requirements to the assignment.
What's Broken? The ribs all down his right side ache just like a four-hole pun... Started Mar 2nd, 2010 at 1:22pm by dericlee |
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Mar 20th, 2010 at 2:18am By: Tim |
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Earning the Rank of Dad
The story ends—though now he knows it really has just started.
The truth has fin'ly been exposed. All lies have been discarded. And though a casualty he's not, can't help but feel retarded.... Started Feb 22nd, 2006 at 4:53pm by Shawn_M._Roeder |
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Mar 31st, 2006 at 10:50pm By: Shawn_M._Roeder |
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** time will tell
Mourners, sink down
on knees, assemble, stiff as knives, plunged into newly dug earth, Despair like a shawl hovering around them. Tears running down cheeks, <b... Started Jan 11th, 2010 at 1:01pm by peach |
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May 15th, 2011 at 1:30am By: peach |
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** Mother's Day
She sits like this
for hours, statue still perched at the edge of her bed, from the doorway the curve of her cheek, immersed in shadow, Across the room th... Started May 8th, 2009 at 2:26pm by peach |
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Nov 3rd, 2011 at 6:04am By: peach |
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Lunar Light
Lunar Light
Full moonlight glows just right when starlight twinkles dim and sunlight stares too bright. Artemis strolls at night when starlight is too thin, Apollo’s glar... Started Mar 21st, 2008 at 7:55pm by Don (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: duetsdove - Ex Member |
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Troll Patrol (fantasy)
Troll Patrol
Have you seen a pet troll, which left on mole patrol into a snug foxhole? Often atop a pole it sleeps in a keyhole, or curled about a bowl. Be careful w... Started Dec 23rd, 2007 at 3:51pm by Don (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Don - Ex Member |
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I Do Remember Well
I like this piece a lot, but i dont like the lines that say "when its a sunny day, like when you were here"
The only other thing i want to know is if it flows well and the lines and stanzas make ... Started Mar 18th, 2007 at 7:27pm by isaac (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: isaac - Ex Member |
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Tishrei 10 ( A Journal Entry)
Tishrei 10
(A Journal Entry) Obedience obeys compulsion’s call to humbleness, humiliating pride, as sheepishly one blameless takes the fall to resurrect the hope that Deat... Started Jan 27th, 2007 at 4:03pm by D. Allen Jenkins (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: D. Allen Jenkins - Ex Member |
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A NORMal Limerick
A NORMal Limerick
I’m friends with a poet named Norm who’s rather proficient with form. To read his free-verse is never a curse; perhaps one day I’ll conform! © D. Allen Jenkins Started Jan 22nd, 2007 at 6:50pm by D. Allen Jenkins (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Just_Daniel - Ex Member |
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Sun Mid-Night (A Villonnet)
Sun Mid-Night
(A Villonnet) If darkness ever came to know delight, would sorrow cease? Would joy, perchance, become the desperado’s goal as he rides t’ward the everlasting... Started Jan 18th, 2007 at 5:10am by D. Allen Jenkins (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: D. Allen Jenkins - Ex Member |
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NOSTALGIA
A very old piece, more than thirty years old. It's also posted in Fast Track
Nostalgia Little bits and pieces of memory come to fill the thesis on you and me. ... Started Jan 17th, 2007 at 10:04am by writer (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: percephanie - Ex Member |
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Hooked - Revised 1/7/07
Hooked - Revision #1 thanks for the help, Scotty
I took one sip of you and gasped then drained the rest in one long gulp. I hold my empty glass in t... Started Jan 7th, 2007 at 9:06pm by writer (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Normpo |
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Ponderings of a Pneumatic Puncher (Revised)
[b]I found this one buried in my files, and thought I'd pull it out for some fresh perspective. I don't recall if I ever posted this here initially, but if I did I've tried to play with it a little...
Revision Started Jan 5th, 2007 at 9:54pm by D. Allen Jenkins (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Normpo |
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a scent of yesteryear
a scent of yesteryear
Sweet rose of summer, stirring love and dreams but weeks ago, stands witchy now, stripped stark of all her petals, leaves… mere thorny bark remains to cast a ... Started Jan 3rd, 2007 at 6:01pm by Just_Daniel (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Just_Daniel - Ex Member |
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Whose Head
Whose Head
Is that you swinging the porchlight? Where does the echo of your footsteps stop? .........You can’t be in every room at once, or break quietly into my skull to peer through its socke... Started Dec 30th, 2006 at 10:26pm by James_AL_Midgley (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: azurepoetry - Ex Member |
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EH? BE Normal? Si! ~ rustic sonnet ~ REVISED 01/03
[size=3]EH? BE Normal? Si !
A thing cain't be repeated twice… until ya says it first a second time... but then who listens to my babblin' on... [size=1]© MLee Dickens'son 04 April 2006 Original: Title: Eh? Be Normal? L12 ~ [i]so's all yer gl Started Dec 27th, 2006 at 7:12pm by Just_Daniel (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Normpo |
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This Is It
bells are ringing
for the wedding thoughts are screaming palms are sweating getting ready to say "I do" wondering if this is right for you walking up to ta... Started Dec 27th, 2006 at 4:08am by jearu (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Brique - Ex Member |
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Before That... (Revision of "But First..." from 12/19/06)
I'm wondering if something so simple as changing 'but first...' to 'before that...' makes a difference.
Before That... They came for him on Tuesday and they brought him home from War.... Started Dec 23rd, 2006 at 8:14pm by writer (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: writer - Ex Member |
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Empty Lap (Revised)
Empty Lap (Revision II)
We had an understanding; you wanted to stay, I didn’t want you to go. Nightly we shared these desires through purrs and ear scratchings while y... Started Dec 15th, 2006 at 5:42am by D. Allen Jenkins (Ex Member) « Pages 1 2 » |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: D. Allen Jenkins - Ex Member |
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Laid to Rest (Revised II)
Revision II
I lost you in August -- my hand too small to contain the wellspring of an ocean with its caress of navel and bloom. It was warm that day, sunny; I ... Started Aug 15th, 2007 at 9:22pm by duetsdove (Ex Member) « Pages 1 2 3 » |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: duetsdove - Ex Member |
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Taste Yourself in This
Taste Yourself in This
If you dissolve my words into your heart, like crystals they'd reflect some part of me. The glinting sun would have us squint, apart. With younger lack of in... Started Feb 23rd, 2007 at 3:11am by Normpo |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: Normpo |
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Life
Life, mortal life
is a tide that touches fleetingly the shores of Time. With force and vigor it arrives; leaping, surging, bouncing, frolicsome and noisy; puts up a... Started Feb 16th, 2007 at 4:28pm by sunilmathur (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: sunilmathur - Ex Member |
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