"Poetic Medic" Critique Comp – August

The winner will receive a trophy and be featured in HCC's upcoming "Monthly Critique Winner Hall of Fame" FOREVER!  

Runner ups will be spotlighted in the upcoming HCC Director's "Weekly Wormhole" Newsletter, where we'll be bringing you weekly critique tips and news!

The "Poetic Medic" Critique Competition is open to ALL DUP members to better hone their critiquing skills; however, ONLY HCC Members are eligible to win the trophy and runner ups.

To join HCC please follow the link below:

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/groups/honestly-crafted-critique/discussion/

DURATION
- Two Weeks entry / One Week Judge time
- Winner will be announced September 1st

HOW TO ENTER

DO NOT POST YOUR CRITIQUE IN THIS THREAD * ( see below reason )

- Read the HCC Guidelines for Critiquers in the HCC Group

- Formulate a Critique on the below posted poem by the other half of this Dynamic Duo, Johnny Blaze!

- Submit the Critique via Messenger to one of the Directors; Subject Line: Critique. We'll acknowledge receipt.

- Do NOT request an opinion or ask for advice / guidance regarding your submission, as we are the judges. ( We will discuss your entries publicly after the comp )

- Your submission is FINAL and cannot be revised. Please do not request modifications

* But WHYYY can't I post my critique here?!?!?!

Becauuuusse it will hinder the process if a critiquer is intimidated by a previous critique, or afraid to post what they were going to because it was already said in a previous critique.  

Also, this is a means of preventing members from borrowing critiques from others just to curry favor, i.e. - "That's what I was going to say, but So And So posted his critique first."

Or simply rewording a previous critique.

When the winners are posted, you might be amazed at how many points are mirrored by all three; however, perhaps the winner said it differently. Or, it enhanced the critique as a whole.

The critique will be uploaded to a private board and analyzed / scored by the HCC Directors / Judges. The First, Second, and Third place winners will be notified once the judging is complete. They will be asked to post their critiques in this thread so they can be awarded.

The remaining entrants can also post after the winners post.

You may ask questions and or comment on this thread.

Best of Luck to each of you!

And . . . GO!!!

Here is the poem you will be critiquing.



Playing God With My Miseries

Dirty Birdies like you
don't get to play God
with my Miseries

Be thankful
you filthy Cocksucker!
for being cut at the ankle
and not at both knees

I'll help you atone
for your literary crime
against the Humanities

In my rages, blind hands
often reach for the ax
as the voices in this
head of mine insist
the only way to soften
these heart attacks

is to humble you

one foot at a time

Muddled mess that it is
I confess, my mind
seeks to find your huddled
mass hiding underneath the bed
with the bunnies dusted
or behind curtains

You simply can't be trusted

Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of James Caan!  
Be he 'live, or be he dead,
He'll never forget his biggest fan!

Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of an Altered Poem  
Be it correct, or be it wrong,
You'll have to determine on your own!

Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of a Champion  
Be they old, or be they young,
They'll be the first in our Hall of Fame!  

Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of wondering minds  
Be they weak, or be they strong
They'll need to brave the will to try

Peoples, there's less than a week to go in this competition.

Here's your chance to help out poor ole Johhny B. and win a trophy in the process.

What have you got to lose but a few moments of your time giving us your Honest impressions of the aforementioned poem?

Johnny, I noticed several aspects of your poem that could be improved upon.

Unfortunately, as I was informed by Agent Starling, I am disqualified from participating because of our "close" personal relationship.

If anyone else would like some hints, you know where to find me.

( and if not, I'm in the last cell on the left )

Impressive, Dr. Lecter.

Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smelt the request of a bit more time
Be it enough or be it short  
It'll be the final we extend!

Sorry, DUPeeps.

No one registered in the HCC Group submitted a critique as required per the rules of this comp.

Therefore, the trophy remains UNCLAIMED.



Here is the poem again as it was originally written ( I merely re-arranged some of the lines and wording to give the contestants some areas of of improvements to be made ).


Playing God With My Miseries

I confess, my mind
muddled mess that it is
seeks to find your huddled
mass hiding behind curtains  
or with the bunnies dusted
underneath the bed

You simply can't be trusted

In my rages, blind hands  
often reach for the ax
as the voices in this
head of mine insist
the only way to soften
these heart attacks

is to humble you

one foot at a time

I'll help you atone
for your literary crime
against the Humanities

Be thankful  
for being cut at the ankle
and not at both knees

Dirty Birdies like you
don't get to play God
with my Miseries

You filthy Cocksucker!









inspired by Stephen King's Misery

Dammit! I misread the deadline as being PM, not AM! My procrastinating ass just finished my entry.

Sorry.

paperstains said:Dammit! I misread the deadline as being PM, not AM! My procrastinating ass just finished my entry.

Sorry.

No worries! You'll get them next time! I have no doubt! 📝👑

paperstains said:Dammit! I misread the deadline as being PM, not AM! My procrastinating ass just finished my entry.

Sorry.

The early bird gets the worm!