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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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On Hearing ‘Songs and Dances of Death' - Four Sonnets
Introductory Notes for “On Hearing ‘Songs and Dances of Death’": Circa 2012
These four sonnets were written upon hearing, in concert, Mussorgsky's "Songs and Dances of Death" written in 1875. ... Started Jan 28th, 2018 at 3:09pm by Normpo |
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Jan 28th, 2018 at 3:09pm By: Normpo |
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Foundations of my love
Soft is the foundation of my love for you
Not soft like the body of a worm But rather as the warm summer breeze Gently caressing your skin Light is the foundation of my love for yo... Started Aug 2nd, 2015 at 11:36am by Rick |
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Aug 2nd, 2015 at 11:36am By: Rick |
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Inspired
For Anne and Peter . . .
In that room at the top silhouettes come together the shapes of their faces like pieces of a puzzle One could push them together get the satisfac... Started Mar 25th, 2012 at 11:18am by WildCityWoman |
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Mar 25th, 2012 at 11:18am By: WildCityWoman |
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The Noble Twig
The colors of autumn race down to the edge of the river,
falling into a clear cold rush on its way to a distant ocean. A silent symphony of light and shadow plays at my feet, an aud... Started Feb 23rd, 2011 at 12:06am by Braincloud |
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Feb 23rd, 2011 at 12:06am By: Braincloud |
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When Posting a Revision/Edit
Please paste the newest version of the work just above the original or last version. Therefore it would look something like this in your thread:
Revision I The rain in Spain fell mainly on ... Started Aug 19th, 2009 at 1:44am by duetsdove |
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Aug 19th, 2009 at 1:44am By: duetsdove |
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Growning Pains (Suite Misery part III)
I've learned so much as time's gone by. The years, they come and go. I learned to grin, laugh, sigh and cry... The things I've come to know. I learned to fight. I hated it!<br ... Started Mar 30th, 2006 at 4:44am by Shawn_M._Roeder |
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Mar 30th, 2006 at 6:44am By: Shawn_M._Roeder |
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All Is Well Tonite
All is well tonight,
just the way that it should be. Don’t be so hard on yourself, just ‘cause your heart got in the way Just remember… all is well tonight. Don’t think ... Started Feb 5th, 2006 at 5:50am by Zaac |
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Feb 5th, 2006 at 7:50am By: Zaac |
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Little Lamb
I look into their eyes
and see the innocence. I hear the laughter and for a moment, heaven opens up the door. Little Lamb, Little child... when did I stop believing... Started Feb 2nd, 2006 at 4:43pm by Zaac |
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Feb 2nd, 2006 at 6:43pm By: Zaac |
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Half Moon Falling
Half Moon Falling You look upon a half moon falling half past a summers eve. Hope to god that you a... Started Feb 1st, 2006 at 5:17pm by Zaac |
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Feb 1st, 2006 at 7:17pm By: Zaac |
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waited too long...
Waiting to die, he reflected on his past.
Waiting for the right time, He let life pass. A life of deceit he had lived, Only managing, to deceive himself! <br /... Started Dec 4th, 2005 at 5:44am by rakeshjaddu |
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Dec 4th, 2005 at 7:44am By: rakeshjaddu |
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The New Mare
In comments beneath (Not quite) last words of a cowboy... , I mentioned that for all Cricket was a fine mare, we got off to a rocky start, and promised to tell the tale later.
Okay...it's later. [center]The New Mare. Was Tuesday night when Bobby Joe got in from ridin' line I smiled all night! Tomorrow's turn at that ol’ job was mine! Three weeks, it takes to ride this fence, no dust, no stench, no strays. Just sun and stars, your horse and mule... a cowpoke's holiday. I could hardly sleep for smilin' but weren't outta bed 'fore Rico... he was sweepin' an' a-pilin' but he stopped and said "Frederico? "He fed an' brushed up good, Señor! You take heem on the string? He work hard! He don’ mind you snore an’ he like when you sing!” (That there's our smart-mouthed stable-hand; Yeah, he thinks he's a wit but he works hard as any man that rides for this outfit!) 'Frederico, il Magnifico' was shinin', brushed an' ready. Best mule this side of Mexico... (we all called him 'Steady Freddy'.) I had the wire and staples load- ed on that diamond-hitch Started Nov 11th, 2005 at 4:24pm by dericlee |
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Nov 11th, 2005 at 6:24pm By: dericlee |
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Mark 666
On the arrival of my six-hundred-sixty-sixth posting….
Mark 666 I must, with apprehension, pen these words, for in their being utmost evil lurks; a crafty phrase, whose import’s... Started Nov 11th, 2005 at 3:02am by D. Allen Jenkins |
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Nov 11th, 2005 at 5:02am By: D. Allen Jenkins |
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Dimensions of Love
I thought to analyze this basic stuff
that is existence...taking love apart, identifying every alias that I could name. There was compassion and humility; there was romance in al... Started Oct 30th, 2005 at 3:15am by Dean |
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Oct 30th, 2005 at 5:15am By: Dean |
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Autumn Haibun
In the coolness of an autumn night
I saw what Basho and Buson knew. The wonders and the joys of nature. As I listened to the sounds surrounding me I thought this is a haiku mome... Started Aug 31st, 2005 at 3:57pm by houstonaxl |
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Aug 31st, 2005 at 5:57pm By: houstonaxl |
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THREE SONNETS
RELEASE
She trembles at the touch upon her cheek and turns a fear filled face the other way. Beset by demons only she can see that ravage at her beauty day by day. Haunted b... Started Mar 12th, 2007 at 6:09am by writer (Ex Member) |
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Jan 1st, 1970 at 12:00am By: writer - Ex Member |
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poetry
temporal incarnation of Aphrodite
natural temptation found command from divine dada disobeyed earthbound Olympian of love now dwells amidst mossy glade in which human guise she d... Started Apr 25th, 2012 at 4:59am by belmont hills bard |
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Apr 25th, 2012 at 1:03pm By: Normpo |
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** where we stand
A blur of red, white and blue,
the colors blended together, look like a muddy creekbed. Pinched, as a bruise, stiffens, leaves a permanent mark, as those lost, become part<b... Started Jun 30th, 2010 at 1:49am by peach |
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May 17th, 2011 at 10:31pm By: peach |
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** running in slow motion
As a lighthouse beacon
beckons a wisp of hope a street lamp fillets the dark soupy wetness ominous, as an undulating sea, Wild hearts beat awry those of animal... Started May 16th, 2010 at 6:09am by peach |
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May 17th, 2011 at 2:31am By: peach |
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** A little, enough
Not a moment that we spend
too thin, too short for us, to connect, for me to stroke the lips of your boyish grin, smooth your tousled hair, melt inside eyes that waltz <b... Started Jan 13th, 2011 at 7:09pm by peach |
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May 13th, 2011 at 2:35am By: peach |
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** Packing it In
Leave me, exit my surroundings,
banish all that you have been, the entire length and breadth of you. Remove the tenor of your laughter, the nooks and crannies of your hands a... Started Jan 17th, 2011 at 2:33pm by peach |
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May 13th, 2011 at 1:25am By: peach |
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David Walker's Appeal
David Walker's Appeal
At the hushed boundary of campus, where a shuttle bus winked at my crusty boots and the forlorn mile of cracked shingles before Triphammer Mall... Started Feb 11th, 2011 at 7:03pm by Matt |
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Feb 12th, 2011 at 6:17pm By: peach |
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