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This Christmas I saw no Angels
This Christmas I saw no angels
Hanging in windows bright.
No child in a crib, no sparkling stars
But just a dark and freezing night.
This Christmas I smelt no mince pies
Coming out of the hot oven fresh.
No roasted meat or sweet spiced gravy.
Instead, just cold mud and rotting flesh.
This Christmas I heard no sleighbells.
The only noise was the sound of guns firing,
The shrieks of shells, the shrieks of men,
None of which showed signs of tiring.
But lo! They all cease as if dead.
It is silent the whole Front along.
And suddenly, in the bitter air I hear
The lonely notes of a German song.
Wait, I know the tune! I know the song!
And I too wish to sing, I too!
I might be the hero and you the Hun,
But we shall all sing along with you.
And when the dawn breaks over the trenches
We climb out and over the sharp wire.
Then face to face, hand in hand
We meet in the middle of the muddy mire.
We play football, we exchange gifts
We laugh. We tell tales. We make friends.
We share our food, we share
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THE LIT LIST: Issue No. 50 **SPECIAL ISSUE!**
***********************SPECIAL ISSUE***********************
STAYING ALIVE: Unique Clubs You Want to Support!
In this very special 50th edition of The Lit List, I am featuring some clubs that are my personal favourites here on deviantART. I've listed below several literature clubs that I feel have something unique about them along with a solid management system. These days, unique ideas are hard to come by, especially ones that are well-implemented, so these clubs I think are worth keeping your eye on.
Below, you'll find The Lit List as usual, but please please please read this section first. These clubs need your continued support to keep them alive!
The Enlightener: the-haiku-club is a wonderful place to learn about the well-known but often misunderstood genre of Eastern poetry. Don't be put off by the club's name, though, as it is a misnomer: the club is devoted to ALL forms of Eastern poetry, not just haiku. Senryu, Saijiki, Tanka, and many more are all int
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Literature
Ballad of the Lone Prospector
The Ballad of the Lone Prospector
I met him up the Murchison, on digs just out of Trillbar
A scrawny lad, with pan in hand and shoes that'd trodden far
His dusty face grimaced, as he tipped the dirt again
"For the all the luck that I've had, would have killed a better man"
And as the last light faded, across the distant hills
The youngster in his angst bit the bitter pills
My inquires showed the young man hadn't eaten now for days
His water bag was drying and his head was in a haze
Well I'd been waltzing matilda, near a billabong for weeks
So my supplies were quite sufficient, to offer to the meek
With youthful surrender, he gladly smiled, accepted the break
For many a man had died for prides ugly sake
So as the moon grew larger, amongst the speckled sky
I swear I saw this young boy wipe a tear from his eyes
He said he was from the west coast, Batavian born and breed
He spoke just like a gentlemen, there was brains within his head
And as he swished his damper ,'round the rusty cup
He t
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=PoetryPlease: Inside The Glass House Contest.
Imagine if you will, being locked inside of a glasshouse alone, you are surrounded by nature and people, loved ones come visit you, strangers walk by you, seeing your every action, yet they are completely unable to make any contact with you.  You can see the world around you, you can’t escape it and you can’t experience it.
All you have is your glasshouse.
What would you do, how would you react, would you cope?  PoetryPlease wants to find out exactly how you would cope with such a strange predicament.
So, what are the details?
PoetryPlease wants you to write about how you would react to being locked inside a Glasshouse, with no contact from the outside world.
You cannot go outside, you cannot touch or speak to anyone, you can see the world around you, you can see people everywhere, yet you are completely cut off from everything, except your glasshouse.
Will you embrace your surrounding?  Maybe you will find a nice corner in the
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Interview with Osiristhrasher06.
Q: Tell me some basic information about yourself.
A: Well, my name's Justin Webb, and I'm a senior in college right now, studying philosophy and economics. I absolutely love extreme sports--anything that gives me an adrenaline rush, really--and in my free time I enjoy snowboarding and working out.
Q: What do you plan on doing after college?
A: Honestly, I don't really know. I have a job lined up back home, so I'll probably stay with my parents for a bit and continue working on a couple of novels I'm writing right now. After a year, I will most likely apply to MFA programs. We'll see, though. Right now, I'm just enjoying the ride life gives me.
Q: What made you get into writing?
A: I've been writing things since I was in elementary school. My first book was actually about Steven Spielberg encountering Bigfoot in the wild--I wrote that when I was eight! Granted it was terrible, but at least it had little pictures.
I've always loved creating chara
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Poetry Feature #122
Meaning and the Meningococcal by ~seeyouinjune
Upon long walks
from the working shop
I would observe strangers draped
in canopy...read more...

Discovered by: `Amberlouie
Selected by: ~insomaniac55, *AGMeade, `leoraigarath, ~lunalibera, ~Hope28 & `ATrue
ABOUT US:
The Favorites Project (FP) is an independent program run by dA members (not administrators). We are not a club so you can't join even if you wanted to, but w
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Poetry Feature #121
How We Need Durability by ~ottersandsky
I urge time along - rampant flock of clouds
in the sparse sky -
spilled like vanilla... read more

Discovered by: ~surrfant
Selected by: ~surrfant, `leoraigarath, ~lunalibera, ~Hope28 & `ATrue
ABOUT US:
The Favorites Project (FP) is an independent program run by dA members (not administrators). We are not a club so you can't join even if you wanted to, but we do ask that you watch us so that you can see our weekly features.
PREVIOUS 2009 FEATU
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Poetry Feature #120
Anagrams in the air by *NightGrid
Thieved
by mouth-envelope;
my phonics
caged
in alphabet-zoos... read more

Discovered by: *thetaoofchaos
Selected by: `insomaniac55, *AGMeade, `leoraigarath, ~lunalibera & `ATrue
ABOUT US:
The Favorites Project (FP) is an independent program run by dA members (not administrators). We are not a club so you can't join even if you wanted to, but we do ask that you watch us so that you can see our weekly features.
PREVIOUS 2009 FEATURES:
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Literature
Songbird
As I walk down a street
Opaque by street light
I see a man
As translucent as glass
He holds out his hand and whispers sadness
And guilt
I stand next to him as he whispers
He tells me of a murder
That was not his own
But of a bird
He told me of how happy he was of this bird
A songbird
Who sang delectable tunes of fortune and fame
Whose feathers were green and blue
He told me of how this song bird sang everyday
In a cage of gold
Singing of a freedom
When it thought no one was listening
He told me of how greed overtook him
And how he hid the songbird
Where no sunshine would reach it
Where its songs became those of a prisoner
He then told me of how he killed this songbird
How he dared to kill a mocking bird
How guilty he was of a nasty sin
How a person like him should wander the living world
As punishment for taking a life
What I wonder
Is if he saw the little bird
Perched on his shoulder
In all his guilty despair
Covered in blue and green feathers
Who looked at him with no judgment
And al
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Poetry Feature #119
shiv'ah by ~WhoKilledKirov
Our feet bled from seashells
under the lighthouse stove light
beaming raccoon streaks in
saltwater sky... read more

Discovered by: `Amberlouie
Selected by: ~surrfant, `insomaniac55, `leoraigarath, *AGMeade, & ~lunalibera
ABOUT US:
The Favorites Project (FP) is an independent program run by dA members (not administrators). We are not a club so you can't join even if you wanted to, but we do ask that you watch us so that you can see our weekly features.
STAFF POSITION AVAIL
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Poetry Feature #118
we could walk on water by =Corina90
I will find you on the edges of the river,
right between the creases where the moss
grows thick and the water gurgles hymns... read more

Discovered by: =Hope28
Selected by: <a href=”http://surrfant.deviantart.com/”>, `insomaniac55, `ATrue, *AGMeade, ~lunalibera, & <a href=”http://hope28.deviantart.com/”>=Hope28
ABOUT US:
The Favorites Project (FP) is an independent program run by dA members (not administrators). We are not a club so you can't join even if you wanted to, but we do a
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Literature
The swifts
“read please.”

“The swifts.”
“No! with ease!
Feel the beat
Of fluttering birds
Twittering on the tongue!”

“The swifts”

The boy looks up,
Anxiously waiting if I will…
*Cough*
“The swifts”
He stutters through
the rest of the page.
In his haste,
forgetting half a stanza.
*Sigh*
“Please picture
for your second try,
a tiny bird…
Buried in the bushes.
WAITING…
Waiting for the wind
To LIFT him up,
spreading his wings!...”
*BANG*
My hand hammers
against the metal desk.
Ending my own
Frantic flying
In a pitiful…
clank.
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Poetry Feature #117
I Live In A City of Monsters by ~scribblesound
I live in a city of dinosaurs.
They stand still.
And pretend to be structures of steel and drywall... read more

Discovered by: ~isomaniac55
Selected by: `insomaniac55, *AGMeade, *angelofgod87, `leoraigarath, & <a href=”http://hope28.deviantart.com/”>=Hope28
ABOUT US:
The Favorites Project (FP) is an independent program run by dA members (not administrators). We are not a club so you can't join even if you wanted to, but we do ask that you
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Smoke and Mirrors Poetry Contest
PoetryPlease dug into its archive to come up with a great new contest concept:
:spotlight-left:Smoke & Mirrors:spotlight-right:.
"Smoke and mirrors" refers to a deceptive or inadequate explanation/description of something, the source of the expression being based on a magician's illusion of making objects appear or disappear using mirrors and a confusing burst of smoke.
So, what does any of this have to do with poetry?
We want you to write a poem where the main topic of the poem is cleverly concealed. The point is to write about one thing while you're really talking about another. There should be no obvious hints as to what the real subject is; rather, you should let the imagery speak for itself. There can be subtle hints left throughout the poem, but never should you address the real topic directly. Again: let the imagery speak for itself.
Your poem could be either serious or funny. If we get enough entries, we may divide the judging into serious topics and
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Literature
Mockery of a God
I have learned that the
taste of failure is
bitter
and it stings the tongue.
It had been a wonderous idea.
A world
where peace was prominent, where
I was god.
Where evil was banished,
and the dreaded sickness
known as human disdain and contempt,
was unknown.
But I was young,
and foolish.
Soon I was cursed with a plague of my own:
boredom.
I looked toward my brothers' and sisters' creations.
They had wars, and fantastic literature
that spoke of rebellion and oppression.
My creation,
my world,
had no fantastic literature, or
debates.
Even the people,
seemed to be plagued by boredom.
But that of course,
was not the last of my failures.
It seemed failure and mistakes were
the only things I could properly make.
The people began destroying the beautiful
trees and animals,
my beloved wildlife......was soon gone.
My siblings laughed at me!
They didn't offer their words of wisdom!
It seemed only the mortals gained their love,
but I their brother,
was left with nothing.
I soon lear
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Poetry Feature #116
Eve by ~RevolutionnaireRouge
They said Eve
ate a pomegranate.
My fingers bleed
from the places the knife slipped…read more

Discovered by: ~honeymfr
Selected by: ~surrfant, `insomaniac55, *AGMeade `leoraigarath, & <a href=”http://hope28.deviantart.com/”>=Hope28
ABOUT US:
The Favorites Project (FP) is an independent program run by dA members (not administrators). We are not a club so you can't join even if you wanted to, but we do ask that you watch us so that you can see our weekly features.
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Curtains Closed

LITplease has launched, which means there will be no more updates here on the PoetryPlease account. The archive of challenges and contests will remain for your inspiration, but we will no longer be accepting submissions to the challeges. We hope all our wonderful members will join us over at LITplease and participate in our all new contest and upcoming challenges. Please feel free to address and questions or concerns you may have to the new account. Thank you!

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jazz2 Featured By Owner Jul 29, 2010
umm hello I just found this page through a friend of mine I was wondering if you could judge my poetry I have posted on my profile. I enjoy reading feedback and hope you like it :)
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PaperBoatDreams Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
can't wait till i become a member :]
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Evil-laughterdotcom Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2009  Hobbyist Artist
Thank You so much for your fav! :3
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